Poem: Student

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I’ve always been a student, but my subject always changed

This year I’m studying you

This class has a beginning but no ending in sight

I show up with joy everyday, wanting to soak in my material

This material is richer than paper and sleeker than tablets

This material smells of roses and shea

This material sharpens my mind and softens my heart

It’s a blessing and honor to know you, study you, and have you as mine

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