Computer Coding Partner
OUR LAUGHTER SHIMMERS
TWISTING THROUGH THE EMPTY CLASSROOM
LEAVING SUN STREAKED TRAILS OF DUST AS IT RICOCHETS
BOUNCING OFF THE LIGHT_GRAY FACES OF THE STONE COLD CROWD
WE WERE LIKE YOU ONCE
DEVOID OF OUR HUMANITY
NEVER BOTHERING TO CHECK IF THE RAIN HAD STOPPED
BECAUSE IT NEVER DID
A TORRENT OF TIRED STATISTICS
ALWAYS DROWNING YOU WITH INPUT
NEVER LEAVING ROOM FOR A STRAY THOUGHT
BUT NOW?
NOW WE ARE MAGENTA
BOLD AND BRILLIANT
NOT CONFORMING TO A SINGLE STEREOTYPE
AN ANTI-PIGEON, FLOATING AWAY FROM THE FLOCK
PROOF THAT EVEN IF YOU CAN’T COMPILE IN THE CLASS,
YOU CAN STILL RUN
AND WHO KNOWS?
MAYBE WE’LL EVEN
CHANGE YOUR VIEW COMPLETELY
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