Mimi, a teacher with a troubled past,
Kiki, a student whose love was vast.
Their paths crossed in a classroom,
But little did they know, it would bloom.

But Mimi, she was afraid to love,
Her heart had been broken, her trust above.
She pushed Kiki away, time and again,
Afraid to feel that kind of pain.

But Kiki's love knew no bounds,
As she expressed it in different sounds.
But Mimi couldn't see, couldn't believe,
That someone like her could truly receive.

Six long years, they danced around,
Their love unable to be found.
And in that one year of silence and space,
Their hearts still held on to each other's trace.

But fate had a plan, a twist in store,
As Mimi's health began to sore.
Kiki, she ran to her with all her might,
Leaving behind any anger or fight.

And in that moment, they both realized,
That their love was still alive and prized.
For they were two souls, unbiologically tied,
But their love knew no bounds, no divide.

They faced battles, they faced hate,
But their love only grew, never abate.
For they were two souls with similar scars,
But together, they healed each other's hearts.

And slowly, the walls came down,
As they saw each other's true crown.
No longer teacher and student, but family,
Their bond stronger than anyone could see.

And in that classroom, where it all began,
Their hearts beat as one, hand in hand.
For their love was a story, unlike any other,
A love between a teacher and her student,
a love like no other. 

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