Up and beyond
when i was young, i only dreamt of fun
long lost friends, were just memories with rum.
understanding, we are all just one.
but in the end, what have you really done.
as the moon rises, acomplishments will come.
attemping nothing, you will have none.
as i've fallen to feet of some.
no curtain forces me shuned.
with Education i will shine like the Sun
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