I remember not long ago,
we'd sit in a circle,
as a story was told,
now our friends stand near,
while we tell them what they want to hear,
and the teachers don't greet you,
with happy hellos,
but instead with unhappy faces,
filled with woe,
I try to remember the not so long ago,
when we sat in a circle,
as a story was told.
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