Kiri Komori’s Gift

On my own
Hour after hour
Sipping sake
And watching sensei

Living in a world
Without imagination
I learned that hope
Is a lack of information

I turn to my right,
take a futon
and shut the shōji

A prisoner in my school
But it’s lovely to be free

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