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Saturday, June 13, 2009

I teach.

I teach.
I am an open blossom
And my students are the bees.

With each landing, they collect some dust
And leave some off on me.
The bees fly away and are forever changed.

Bees are my students,
And I am a blossom, open.
I teach.

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