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Grateful


   Thank you for listening. I am grateful that you taught me to never stop wishing. Thank you for your kindness. Too bad I was filled with blindness and didnt realize until much later. I guess you could say I was chickening. My gratefulness towards you is never-ending in this ever-changing world. Your love for me was clear. My dear, O' dear. Once again. Thank you, my middle school teacher. You showed me to just enjoy the ride of life. And for your many lessons, I will always be grateful.      

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