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Jun 2018
Thinking about thanking a teacher
Defines no time and place matrix
As long as oxygen makes us breathe;
inhale the aroma of fresh ethics.

Either a private or a general at war,
We are trained on the terrain of train
Of vicissitudes within which teachers reside
To insulate its sky against imbecility rain.
Rod Solouki
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