They descend like a swarm of locusts with pretensions
Of knowledge and qualities too many to mention,
Hungry for learning, releases and tensions,
Expanding their minds' (and their bodies') dimensions.
If I'm something to go on, they're glad to be here.
There's no comfort like sharing your foibles and fears
With people you love and won't know in five years,
Who are friends in proximity, and at distance, peers.
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