Paper shuffle 
   a pencil drops,
Sighs graze the stagnant air.
   Chairs scrape,
Books slam, 
   whispers drift up from below.

Study Hall
   drearies
Bent heads,
   closed eyes-
Why even bother at all?

The system's stoped 
   the spirit drops
And the children all go home. 

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