You meet your students for the first time one day in early September of any year and you never know what's gonna happen in time.
Two years later, close to summer, you see them for the last time and say goodbye, give them a hug and may feel sad and a bit lonely.
Somehow you have become a bit like them (we, mere reflecting creatures looking for acceptance) ; and they, hopefully, will learn the things you've learnt for them, so they could benefit from what you've done.
And thus it is impossible not to assimilate their soul, and face, sometimes.
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