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// Teacher 
// Story: Poetry 
// by September 
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I chose to teach 
Because I loved seeing them grow
And I wanted to help them

Sometimes they end up cursing me
They forget what I’ve taught them
They leave, and I just hope
They’ll come back
I’ll leave the gate open
Even though they can use it for evil.
I just want to know they remember.

Even though her vision
has been blurred by power
I hope she can learn from the mistakes 
She is about to make

I never know how they’re going to turn out
Did I teach them something
Before they were ready?
Did I tell them something
When it was already too late?
I must have done something wrong

But I know even if they turn away
They’ll have a second chance

Now I know that
I can teach because I love 
To learn