From the image: Long have I felt the boot heels of my betters upon my back, forcing my face into the excrement of my education. Having neither the strength to stand nor the willingness to lay still. The small voice buried within me whispers louder than their laughter. "Stand." As I pull my hands beneath me and bring my knees toward my chest. My sweat pours like ink upon an empty page, a story they suppressed, no longer.
A departure from the usual, something different.
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