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e stacks of txbks n piles of nts littered across e table remained..time slipped away slowly as e mins hand of e clock ticked by...e glare of e table lamp bcame irritating n e whirling of e fan was qte unbearable..a brain saturated wif formulas soon slipped in2 unconciousness..e mind wandered in2 a world whr stress does nt exist..nt e exams..nt e endless list of thgs 2 memorize..nt e complicated set of calculations..nt even e blinding source of lite...den e clock striked 11..n i m stil here a midst e madness.

itz perverse..izen it?pple spend yrs developing deir minds n educating demselves...bt in e end..dey juz wanna shut dem off.

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