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Dirt is an animation accompanying the revised version of a poem written during a search for universities. Its a response to my initial frustration with having people telling me not to write anything personal in the "personal statements"... after writing the poem I decided to actually write a "personal statement". Enough about me...I do hope you like the animation and please I would greatly appreciate you reviewing it, it would mean so much (too much?) well enjoy.
From the moment you are born. Innocence.
Everything experienced for the first time. you won't get that feeling again.
Grade school-given freedom to play in the dirt. For a limited time.
The older you get, the more humiliating it is to play in the dirt.
Self-conscious of image. Decades without a soul.
The days get shorter. Your spirit drifts away.
And before you know it. you become one with the dirt.