In green and yellow room,

there is a girl,

sitting on her desk,

her head into a book.

she is studying,

battling with her sleep,

those subjects are burden,

everyone can tell.

the books of finance,

didn’t tempted her,

she is a free soul,

in her battle she is alone.

she has a voice of nightingale,

her melodies has won several hearts,

but these books don’t let her fly,

because musical notes makes her high.

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