1, 2, 3, 4,
1, 2, 3, 4,
Left, Right, And, Repeat
Left, Right, And, Repeat
Hearts beat to war drums measures
Tick Tock Tick Tock
Ding Ding Ding Ding
Clocks synchronize to cardiovascular symphonies
Almost like mr almighty composed a pattern so perfect, that nature falls to its rhythm like dominoes with a purpose
Education dances to the similar tune of 4 quarters in a year,
4 years to diploma filled folders
4 years to cap and gown cascades with degrees wrapped so tightly in hands, you can see the whites of the knuckles clutching to a finish line that keeps marching 4 steps ahead
4 years to a future without parental control
4 years to a future of gainful employment in something you love
4 years until the president can be plucked from office
4 years to fix the country
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