In the bank
there is some room
The turn
The safety
The long lost maybe
What the warriors
fight is sometimes wrong
Still a hero
What can you do?
The parts
divided by stars
able to walk long lifelines into the future
I write
on a computer
far away from pen
Yet
closer to talk
but miles from think
What forms the
formless but
ideas?
passion?
perseverance?
Say High to the
professor before you go
and don't forget to bring
your flow
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