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This balance on the point of a mountain This balance between past and future This balance from a creative torrent This balance at 2 feet above the ground No direction on the point of a mountain No care between past and future No running from a creative torrent No fear at 2 feet above the ground Only down on the point of a mountain Only present between past and future Only ruin from a creative torrent Only me at 2 feet

School- The beginning of knowledge, The introduction to society, The shaping of you future, The place to make friends, The structure to organize. Kills- Hitler did it to the Jews. We did it to the dodos. I do it in video games. She does it for bacon. Poison from envious people do it. Braincells- What we use to balance our checkbooks, What we use to cure cancer, What we use to write history, What we use to write this poem. What we don't use here.

Time slows so that hours are centuries. Unhinged is the knight of red armor, The knight of white armor is furious. Never ending battles have no score. They fight with words that are jagged, Each sword is horse voice, Their breath becomes ragged, But in this situation they have no choice. The knight in red armor fights for, The knight of white fights for, A pedestal to stand on forever more. She wants to fight never more. Throwing up dirt to blind the others eyes, Neither are capable of combat...

We were headed south. The gallant knight, With only a black sword, Left to escape the watchful eye of the evil hawk. She's curled up in red blanket, In the seat next to me. It was 11:00, the moon in her green hair, They finally reached the end. Stepping out into the chilly night air, Surrounded by grey walls of stone. Only to find them selves in the lions den, Like scared rabbits they run. Gnashing teeth and poisonous claws Close behind. She throws off her jingling bracelets But in the end, N...