A memory fragment

I used the rare chance given by fate
and reached the university with daughter.
There were a lot of people, but I felt
strange emptiness inside. An old dark rostrum

emerged in mind. I listened to a laugh,
rejected from old walls: the old professor
read postulates of absolutely dull
philosophy on his strange manner. The act hall

was half full, but this fact didn't stop him then.
That day it was the only common lecture.
And a strange question crossed my hazy brain:
were you in the act hall on that gone data?

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