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Nov 2013
be my teacher
because all the things
i need to learn
are staring me in the face
when i close my eyes

teach me how to encourage
and spread flowers
instead of weeds
although the field
is damaged from them

teach me how
to make people feel
inspiration in their minds
and electricity in their hearts

teach me how to love without bounds
and never consider
the consequences

teach me how to be the wind
so that i may
one day
be free
Written by
Cass
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   Ian and Md HUDA
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