Newspapers. I use them as blankets. I made audacity my roof. Me, the pauper, need no
paper, no author. I proclaim, I'm the poet, the opposer, the magician, the politician.
Good ideas comes out in limited edition. So listen, this is a testimony. We're running
out of light, right? We're running out of days, huh? Running into darkness, ruins. Libraries
are shutting down. Schools are burning down. Our leaders must fall down and let the women
wear the crown. Let them take over from the underground to the streets, to the churches,
from the cities, to the deserts, to the parliaments. Don't you judge me. Just give me a coin. You
need this education, boy. Straight from the university of my soul.
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