when we first locked eyes in that vast classroom,
I new I had picked a precious gem, I took it, and tenderly caressed it.
I tried to protect it from thieves, but then I saw another gem.
More glittery in appearance, but poisoning within
Hardly did I percieve, I threw the gem away
only to obtain the poison gem, 'appearances decieve', now I believe
when I came back to my senses, the gem was long gone, stolen.
Fate be my judge.
C.Mselem
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