The sky wears a cloak of gray
As birds sing their midday tune
A neighbor’s piano gently plays
In the bourgeois quarter’s afternoon
The melodic notes drift through the air
A soothing balm to the soul
Caffeine fuels my creative flair
As I savor instant noodles in a bowl
Words flow onto the paper with ease
Crafting my term paper with care
Dreams of becoming a designer, at ease
Hoping for a future bright and fair
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