I didn't mean a thing I did
It just ebbed its way out.
It keeps haunting me and
Losing you is something I dread.
...
I hated you dear teacher
For you loved watching me sweat.
I hated you loving teacher because
You could never bear me unkempt.
...
I stood by the riverside,
looking at the sky,
when down swooped a swallow,
in depression deep eyed.
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