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The Lesson

My eyes sink into bluish pre-war tile adorning walls of endless case of stairs, doors open, then a handshake and a smile Top of the morning Sir, how is your day? The elephants of china lift their trunks the cake and coffee both await their fate the portraits stare from walls as if to say no more poetic babble, y’r running late! To teach it takes a learner deep within, the willingness to hear with ears and heart to see between the lines, beneath the skin ‘t is how you change the world, so let us start!

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