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the sun makes you sway as you walk through the class and you take your seat next to the board the world is un-paused as the silence withdraws with the muffled laughter from the hall fifteen eyes stare at the mat in your hair and the eyeliner smudged on your cheek whispering peaks when you yawn at the speech by the teacher and the student counselor yesterday lingers on to your voice please you say we haven't got all day your point has been made nothing stays exactly the same we're shaped out of the air in time we'll all return as stars and your lectures transform into poems you pull back your hair when you rise from the chair and you walk to the door with a smile it's not to rebel you don't want what they sell and the world outside wont notice anyway please you say we haven't got all day your point has been made nothing stays exactly the same we're shaped out of the air in time we'll all return as stars and your lectures transform into poems like a sand mandala blown out of time we will unite in the holy unknown |
