throughout my life
questioning myself
what is exams?
what its purpose?
everyone knows its answer,
nevertheless fully understands,
regardless any encounters.
what exams?
books and notes?
its just nothing.
experience?
truly invaluable.
why exams?
higher education levels?
sparks of materialistic.
knowledge?
unseen gold mine.
its purpose?
to learn only?
open your eyes.
both of them.
differ prospective
differ answer
deeper meaning.
it exist, why?
none of true
only choices of life.
this poem inspired during the midnight of first day of final semester exam. pretty slack huh?
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