271: Teacher

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Protecting my heart from the doubts,
I could really use your words right now.

Finding hope in my spare time,
for when the day I can finally fly.

Searching myself just like you said,
but it's not the same when you are not there.

Making friends to help me cope,
but every year they leave on my own to mope.

Building a community where I can grow,
leaving a vacant lot for when you show.

Staying grounded because of what I know,
that not everybody is either a friend or a foe.

I hope this verse reaches out to you,
I miss how you would share your pain too.

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