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To all my hereos


My mother is a mentor like no other Who bought out my creativity and made me wonder My sister is a mentor who opened my shutters When I was shy and my personality was under cover My teachers are mentors that god sent from heaven himself So I can obtain knowledge and treat other with respect and have confidence in myself Mentors are those who teach us to grow When we are small and are newly sowed I am so grateful for those around me who teach Because without them I wouldn’t be tempted to reach.
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