I see colors, I see shapes.
I see shadows everywhere.Waves that flow, with the beauty
of life.
They move my soul, they change my life.There's such beauty in the arts.
Underrated. Its so sad,
that such beauty,
is lost
by suppression of the olds.Make the facts more important,
give the numbers more power, and let the notes, tests and graduates. Prove your worth, prove your value.The forcing into one way, to submit and to obey.
The murder of imagination, the suppression of uniquity.
Cut the shape into one figure.
You shall all think the same.Better be smart, have good grades.
To have a future and work.
Earning money, that will do.
But what did you want to do?

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