A woman in tight-cut city stride,
Coffee warming one sure hand,
Her phone a glow she will not hide,
A compass she alone can understand.
She walks the street without a glance,
Skipping the world before her feet,
Lost in her screen’s unfolding dance,
Threading through the urban beat.
Traffic hums and footsteps blur,
Yet she moves on, absorbed, alone
A modern wanderer wrapped in her
Small bright kingdom of glass and phone
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Along the polished floor they stride,
Tasmanian oak with marble’s pride,
Light bends and dances on the glass,
As moments in their rhythm pass.
Four figures move through space and gleam,
Half in motion, half in dream,
A teacher leads with steady grace,
The students follow, pace by pace.
The air is bright, the ceiling high,
Reflections stretch, and footsteps sigh,
A hush of learning, calm, contained,
Where wonder walks, unstrained, unfeigned.
In Melbourne’s hall of thought and art,
They trace the future’s beating heart
A quiet bond, both firm and free,
Between the young and memory.
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A pair of teachers, calm and bright,
One dusk of skin, one morning light,
They lead their class through open air,
Where learning hums beyond compare.
The floor beneath—Tasmanian oak,
And marble veins where sunlight broke,
Reflected walls in gentle gleam,
A city’s heart, a scholar’s dream.
He walks ahead with measured tone,
She calls the roll, their voices known,
And children trail in ordered streams,
Their chatter soft as woven dreams.
Within those halls of thought and care,
Two guides stand patient, firm, and fair,
The Melbourne day moves calm and wide,
With knowledge walking side by side.
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