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[bzarcher]

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I don't feel that heroic...if anything, I feel like I've been half-awake all day, except when shocked.

In the Lang, Lit, and Culture class, I had to explain the concept of why love poetry is a good thing to a bunch of students who just stared at me and swore they didn't understand what I was saying, and that they had never gotten or written poetry, and didn't know why someone would find it important. That was shocked and somewhat despair.

THESE are the people we're supposed to inspire?

Ah, well.



Your dancing eyes
Your swaying hair
Your waltzing lips
My breath is taken by your every dance,
My heart given to your gifts.
I love to see you, dancing lady,
I wonder at your grace
I only ask that you save one dance
For me in your sacred space.

Okay, get out of here. :D