Anger People of the world feel anger For they think they know the ways of the group Feeling the uneasiness of the view They can only smell the danger involved But if they only knew the effects of the cloud of smoke Then they would know Teachers Teachers are like bricks in the wall Withstanding pressure, but still hanging on Often times wondering where they're going Or why they're going Knowing that life is a jewel And it needs to be treasuredBirth sign: Not entered
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