My golden leaves

That leaves are not seen by anyone but me. That leaves are my golden leaves.

When the teacher is one

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  Someone wrote @

That’s weird..
Since the first gaze I clearly understood that you’re clever and unbelievably brillant.
You’ll porbably not even remember my name (or even my face) and maybe we’ll never really meet. But I’m glad of having found someone like you. It makes me hopefull in some way. Keep on fascinate the world with your personal art of…living,

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