Author's Note: Wrote this for my retiring physics teacher a while back. I thought of her as kind of a grandma, so I really missed her when she left.

My class made a scrapbook for her and she even told us we could get a discount at her son's pizza place by saying her name. What a legend.
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Brand new day
The gates were open
Tall HDBs* and
freshly planted trees
Neighbours talked and laughed
Kids played capteh*
Flowers had been blooming
The sun had been rising

Hence, a title
had come past

The gates were swinging
Closing them
would destroy hope
Opening them
would kill will
Not as bad as thought it'd be
But worse. Much worse.
Optimism was cringe
Rebellion was cool
Too many chapters being flipped through too fast

No present solution
but flipping to the end

The gates are rusting
Landed houses, solar panels
Importing from overseas
Technology drowns out pleas of interaction
The future is another change
Yet hearts still beat the same

Time for the epilogue
to be read
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HDBs: Public housing in Singapore, formed by the Housing Development Board

Capteh: A traditional game played in Singapore (In recent years, it's been becoming less popular)