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O school days! O my teachers true!
The things I could not do without you!
I’d not be able to walk upstairs and down
Hold hands with my lover, look both ways
Before crossing a street, even think!
In my mother’s tongue, read—and write
Count change, pray, or know stories
Of my tribe, make peace, make love,
Give random kindness, love my parents,
sister, brother—Where would I be without?

:- Doug.