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Yllu Minaré Mar 11
Math is where we first met
I observed you from my seat,

Occasionally glancing at the door
Thought you were cute and cool

Oh no, you caught me staring!
Then... things took a weird turn
Suddenly you started reeling
As if having diarrhea and burn
Like a fish out of water, uneasy
While miming weirdly at me

Your eyes pointed at my paper,
Then a series of stupid motions
I had to lip read; you said “answer”
You gestured to copy my solution

Oh crap! Stop goading me please…
My emotions, bordered love and hate

Infatuation, now, transitioned to regret
You ignited an inner battle I can’t take

My grades here weren’t that high!
God, I’m no good with numbers!
I tried protesting, but your eyes…
They were pleading… I surrendered
Yllu Minaré Mar 10
Oh, immortals of the world
Transcending the sun and cold
In the mellow and warm
to the frigid steelen hard
The flight to the expanse
and your dive to the oceans
Rising up again to the skies
yet leaves no ash behind

The dwelling of leviathans
and of the heavenly ethereal
within reach of your dominance
the mere mortals of the world
the very life of this blue-lit abode
forever tied to your existence

Life begs for mercy
for it dies and lives
both in your absence
and in your presence
As rain fell and William Joseph's piano cover of 'Nothing Else Matters' filled the air, I was struck by a powerful feeling. I envisioned water, H₂O, as an angel descending.

— The End —