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Indeed come to pass.
He prepared her for guilding
"Naïve, little Lass!"
Letters, patent and puy;
Patronism. Respect.
Placement toppled ...no warning!
What did she expect??
Podium raised and applauded
Deserved, to this day.
Yet, to him, was dismantled?
In coming...what may.
How well she holds pieces.
Two years, come this May,
Hoping some are still useful
Jig-sawed, into play.
There are times when she ponders
How he folded her in
Yet, in darkness she pleads,
"Master, do it...again!"
She would build it, again.
His alter. Today!
She remembers, foremost
His lesson, that May.
Two years and still counting
Twenty more, one dares say
For decades, she'll honor,
Let it be...come what may!