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poems 1 Quill must not succumb
Unlit mind full of fear
Eradicating the fuel of hope
Eroding the core of the Idea
Now is the time to be civic
Stand and teach
Force back the fog
Of the dim ego
Reveal the hidden charm
Train the minds of those
Relegated to suffer in this place
Evict the darkness ignorance it would tempt
Secure the light to them
Secure their minds release
You are so great.
Wonderful work.
You are to kind
You are to kind
Meaning?
No, it's a secret. But I did feel that way about college. ~allets~
a mind is a terrible thing to hold hostage/mind over matter, I mind, you don't matter/the great mandella/windmills of the mind/freedom must be earned like trust and loyalty/relevance! Like that.
Right on sister a mind is
Right on sister a mind is where an idea is born an idea can blossum into such beauty