So I kinda took the words from a picture someone made and put them in here but basically this is dedicated to my new works teacher Mr.Richards. Hes really cool and I miss him. He's in the hospital because he had a stroke so I hope everyone will pray for him and hope he gets better. I wrote this for him because he is one of the craziest, most artistic and creative people I have ever met and I aspire to be just like him when I grow up:
Observers of the clock when it strikes at midnight in Paris . The majestic buzz of the town this moment is priceless and will be forever ,in my mind . I remember coming up empty which can make you feel knocked down but I ,as member of the arts us , we fight unfair . We use our creativity and imagination instead of "the box". We are savages of love ,straight forward . Exhibitions such as the fox and the bird and meddlesome mouth brought audiences to their feet we pray for rain so we can stand high like the trees then rise and dance like floating birds . Kicking screaming and yes , graceful ....
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