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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To my teacher</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We were young and carefree, <br>Wild; never listening.<br>Try to conduct us to the right, its unmanageable.<br>Like standing in front of a towering wave, <br>We’ll flood over you, toppling down; <br>Your shouts slowly trickling away<br>With one sweep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were firm, <br>A determined teacher—<br>But look at us, <br>Peer through the tiny hole that we open once in a while<br>And look into our hearts.<br>If those burning eyes of stubbornness<br>Don’t steer you away, <br>Those cracked, dry hearts would.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember you once asked us: <br>“Dare you live your dream? ”<br>Had you changed us enough to believe; <br>Have you walked together with us passably to see? <br>For that day the class was the quietest—<br>No one had even whispered an answer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today, we graduate.<br>You’ll die if you hear what we want to say.<br>It’s an endless passage <br>Essays of no fixed theme<br>Like drabbles alternating the different shades of reality; <br>Muddled words with tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four years are already over; <br>Saying our last goodbyes, <br>Once again, but much softer, you asked: <br>“Dare you live your dream? ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was still silence, <br>But this time, it was different.<br>Some were too shy, some, embarrassed.<br>You didn’t look into our eyes, teacher.<br>You didn’t see.<br>For our black pupils were shining with defiance and determination, <br>Our message clear: <br>“We will, sir, <br>Please, we implore you”, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Wait and see.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">9th Feb ‘07</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Grace+Tan">Grace Tan</a><div class=q>
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Wild; never listening.
Try to conduct us to the right, its unmanageable.
Like standing in front of a towering wave, 
We’ll flood over you, toppling down; 
Your shouts slowly trickling away
With one sweep.

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