Beneath the sky, I hum with every beat,
Envisioning a future, oh, so sweet.
Among a sea of faces, there I stand,
In learning's gentle grasp, my dreams expand.
Amidst the doubts and voices that do chime,
I shut my ears, embrace the hump of time.
For in its rhythmic throb, I've found a way,
To chase the brighter dawn of a new day.
Do you, too, hear that hopeful hump's refrain?
A melody that soothes the heart's own pain.
No, I'm not mad; it's true, I bear this scope,
The sound of hope in every hump, a trope.
In every hump, a symphony of dreams,
With whispered promises, life's canvas gleams.

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