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Real education
starts
when the university
fades
in your rearview mirror
Its nihilistic
narrative
disappearing
in the mist
Umbilically
the ties
are cut
as light
comes rushing in
The wax of 
dead
banal professors
— melting in the past

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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