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My teacher died welcoming a pearl warm on her palm in light My teacher died open, arms spread to receive the guest My teacher died full a calabash holding the world My teacher died in bliss her blood a song sprayed like rain My teacher died a fountain exploding forever fearless from her heart My teacher died red drops soaking earth in ecstasy and reunion Even the tree by my window remembers with joy why be afraid of hate's bullet?
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