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    Remember Me

    Dearest Okta, guardian of Canvas.
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    Dearest Okta, guardian of Canvas 

    You greet me each day with a hopeful sign

    Remember me 

    a line with no malice

    But, trust in you is fleeting by design

    I beg, please keep my name. Do not forget

    Let me go through

    I beg you

    I request

    And let me pass, without your cold beget

    Indeed, you have sent me on a cruel quest 

    Yet at a moment’s spur, you cast me free

    A stranger once again, by your command

    My imploring ignored, an empty plea

    I take my phone, resigned to your demand

    And in fifteen minutes, I close the tab

    Only to return for a fatal stab

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