she is my / light within the week / the reassertion that I seek / when she speaks she leaks knowledge of the kind I never reach / and I can only stare in wonder / while she speaks at me from under / a starry night / or fluorescent light / her wisdom echoes thunder / of a minds storm / redefining norms / of the wayward world / as it's stretched and
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