This may be belated, but education has stated

that we need it for jobs. Where we rob

the poor for the poorer. Your money's never yours,

it's his and hers and theirs and mine.

You say that's just fine,

you don't need it anyway. You have dreams you're gonna live out one day.

Though it seems

those dreams

are impossible to reach unless you have somebody teach

you how to see

how to be.



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