A World of Sparks When times are tough, And the brain is rough, Priorities are shifted, And thoughts are sifted With schoolwork beaming down, Casting upon me a frown, Opusia was pushed, And turned to mush Unfair treatment, we must all say, But until this wonderful day, I have returned to MY world of sparks, Where evening never darks. A free land you must say, No nothing you may nay, For Opusia is the spark in my brain, And keeps me going when it rains
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