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I will not learn in a cube.

Put me in a box, tell me I must do this, force me into
     a crowd, a schedule.

Try. I will not learn.

I will fly free in nature, away from straight lines and hard rules.

I will be wonderful in my true form, not forced into
     a mold, a class.

Free me. I will show you the truth.

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