January 10th, 2007
All through college
I was encouraged to steal.
Steal time, thoughts, motivation.
Steal to learn.
A Teacher once told me
There are no new ideas.
The thought haunts me nightly.
I vow to steal.
I will steal back
The way it should be.
As I close the book,
I cringe, knowing that
This poem has already been written.
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