Me, My Mentor, and I
Sailing through the sea
How is it supposed to be?
I'm glad somebody guided me.
My thoughts were running loose.
How was I supposed to choose?
Thanks to my mentor.
Somehow this poem will let him know
That he is the one who helped run this show,
That is my life.
Now here I am
A freshly minted freshman.
And I love it, thanks to my mentor.
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