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| THE TEACHER |
My teacher took my fumbling hand
Guided me through and through the-
veins of darkness
At the end of alley
There was a spec of light.
Real brightness i thought
The teacher slapped me
There was a sudden lightning all around
And in my mind.
Is it real?
No?
He told me
Look at the stars
The sun
Are they brighter
No.
You are the brightest of all
Then he smiled
His face was brighter than the brightest.
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