Great Losses

Folder: 
A New View

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My autobiography as read should 

absolutely  share this title for all

the teachers who failed me and my 
brain. For all the hours spent as

audience, as pupil.

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My tombstone may be chipped

with my expectations ignored or 

sidestepped courteously.  I had great

dreams for you, but some of you died.

Some, impossibly, forgot my name.

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Before I go, I want you to understand 

that while I breathed, I wished you 
nothing but the best and expected 
from you no less.

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allets

02-04-19

104p

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