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I look up to her with keen eyes

as I sit behind the desk

just under two metres of her.

 

Her voice echoing through the class

while us, spectators, absorbing

all of the words

 

that come out of her red lips.

She teaches things

of poetry.

 

She is the poet

in residence

Eileen Chong.

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By Jasmine

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