From you, I learnt how to break your heart.
You taught me every aspect of the art,
Each time you cracked open mine,
Like an egg-shell or a bone;
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Feeling pity for the old man. Must have realized his mistake by now.
How beautiful the world would be, without such mistakes! If only we cared to learn, and to teach!
From the tone of the poem, I guess the old man is done and gone. A sweet revenge, it seems.
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Feeling pity for the old man. Must have realized his mistake by now. How beautiful the world would be, without such mistakes! If only we cared to learn, and to teach! From the tone of the poem, I guess the old man is done and gone. A sweet revenge, it seems.