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As a result of their pleasure
I had to be born as their treasure
Young and well raised
Loved and praised
Little did I know I was in a classroom
That was never ending
Always mind-bending
Everyday faced new lessons
Harsh........ Pleasant
But all in all it was my teachers duty
To plan my life timetable
Trying to make me stable
Sober in mind
Inorder to be kind
As my age escalated
I became curious and elated
I had a taste of Eve's species
And understood the treacherous nature of our 
fusion
All through in my confusion
My teacher looked and watched
As I licked my wounds of betrayal in pain
More of shame
I then fell in love with a plant
I know, it sounds like a rant
But I was trying to be a truant
To avoid this lesson
Only to realise reality is too real
Noone seemed to understand me.....
Hey! I wasn't created to be understood
Noone seemed to care.....
The only care I know comes from above
I wondered if everyone else was in my class
What could they pass?
How could they pass?
Because my teacher is different
More of a radical
Somewhat comical!
I always begged for a day off
But I was told I cant miss even a day in this 
school
Unless I die
Which I did not want to try
I never received academic honours
Yet in my soul the knowledge is immense
Ahaaar! Intense
I did not covet other teachers
Because mine was given till death do us part
Today I choose this path
Because a path I was shown
Drawn from both good and bad
But glad to have reached this far
To stir good always
To be a star in reality of life

It is weird because 
I have never seen my teacher
I have never touched
All I do is fall in the hands
And face its demands
But this teachings I feel
All I do is kneel
In my own resilience
I had a calling from experience
Best teacher!

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