Rise
It is now our time to rise.
Our time to be the leaders.
We will become the thinkers of tomorrow.
As our work will be the shroud to any and all banalities.
Let it be known that we are not the rotten fruits of our roots.
Rather,
We are the blossoms
As our branches reach out for knowledge & progression.
You are being called to be all you can be.
So rise I say!
Rise!
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