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Sep 2016
Echoes is all that place holds in my head,
Memories that are already rotting and dead.
Thirteen years for just a piece of paper
And a ceremony that lasted not even an hour.

Worth it? I think not. The only obvious ways
This diploma does for me is let me give to society,
But what I want to do, you’d call it the opposite.
Taking away something you never think about.

I don't care about our society that's falling apart,
We probably deserve to live in chaos anyways.
Were saturated with a mind numbing thought process,
Soaked in ignorance and empty happiness.

I don’t care about being happy, nor is it about money,
But it’s about feeling satisfaction and accomplishment.
It's not for the glory, not for the honor, not for the thrill,
It's about freedom and fighting for what's right.
Gavin Barnard
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Gavin Barnard  22/M/Michigan
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