The Exact Surrender to a Teacher

Fri, 05/17/2019 - 10:01 -- arc


My hearts pounding,


Armpits sweating,


Altogether dreading,


The incoming test.



The test deciding…


one by one


Whose better or whose best?



Why me?


Why now?


Why… anyhow?



The time is near!


The test is here!


My impending doom is clear.



It seems to appear,


I am hardly anywhere near


to passing that test.



Much less, 


Beating the rest.


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