Alejandra Olivas
Mexico
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My Teacher

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The dead poet sat at my side.
His breath inspired my pen
And his presence inspired deadly themes.

As I write lethal words
That hurt the human's heart
A vision of light
A vision of tenderness
Captivated my sight.
Amazed I was
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Friday, April 20, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: inspiration
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Alejandra Olivas 20 April 2007
This poem was written during a study session in school. My poem talks about me lacking inspiration due to science work. I was not feeling my best but when I came in, the teacher was waiting with a smile; it changed my day I was in a better mood afterwards.
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