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Locker Room Earth
Everybody has a locker It's where we go, it's who we are A number and a place Our expertise awaits us there And with it, our destiny We find it or it finds us Mohammed Ali had his eye on a locker with a championship belt inside That was someone else's locker And people said he didn't know his place The critics were silenced when he wrapped his hands and put on gloves Albert Einstein kept an odd locker Haphazard notes. Ridiculous theories The mathematical equivalent of a schizophrenic rant Nobody knew this "lunatic" was rewriting science He changed the world There's an old locker in France that holds the sign of a warrior Battered armor and a well used blade It speaks of a hero This locker held the allegiance of a nation and the respect of kings It now holds the ashes of a fierce fighter who's footprint dented Europe forever She was a teenage peasant named Joan of Arc Everybody has a locker We find it or it finds us We can either hang our coats Or walk on By Kyle Ezra Kriticos
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