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You taught violin –

Shafts of light in the school day ~

Sister among boys –

I think we were your children –

and I want to thank you now.

Post flight, wait for bags –
The carousel, they arrive ~
Old nun, beside him.

He stays to help her with hers –
Why do we do that? Strange beasts.

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