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look at yourself,
staring at the mechanic eye, -
i woke up in great anticipation,
when You pulled me down, -
Letter to my dear teacher
my dear Teacher, -
examine my eyes are they sincere?
am i biting my lips abit to hard? -
choco choco
my faithful friend -
Like the sands
i'm slipping off the hands -
perhaps i have yet to bloom?
like morning glories upon a tomb,
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