Put down your pens, for there is no use writing;
Let us look out of the window,
Or rather walk the fields outside.
All packing their bags,
They went to see what the other world could offer;
By a lake, they all stopped.
Students looked at their reflections
To find them only distorted;
What could that mean? a student asked.
The lake is telling the truth;
You need to change your faces, the teacher said.
By a hill, they stopped again
To ask another question;
Isn't it so difficult to climb?
Here lies the true meaning of life, the teacher answered.
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