Poverty Tears well up in my eyes 😔 On the way to the port Carrying evil poverty Step back into the house Tired couple of eyes The dewdrops that bring Beyond the hidden door When you fly, you go to pilkada 😔😥 Running under the dark shadows As the light of the moon 🌙 ❤️
My School 🙏🙏 My school is Mara / Beralapanathara Secondary School located in a beautiful area amidst beautiful mountains. I have great respect for my school mother who educated her children to a great extent and produced good citizens for the country. My school, which started in a very small area in the past, is developing rapidly today. This school which was started with less facilities of about 50 children has now been developed in such a way that a large number of children can get an education. The teachers and staff of my school, including the principal, are committed to uplifting the education of their children. This school was able to enable many students to pursue university opportunities. Finally, I wish that my school would be able to create a good generation of children who are useful to the country.
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