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Teachers


There is nothing more precious than the mind of a child When teachers are around, their minds get wild To help mold our generation, takes a special kind of soul One who can mediate, balance, and control Teachers have a special gift given from God above They know how to balance discipline and love Teachers hold a special place in their hearts for students to know they are safe and loved And to KNOW there is no challenge they can't rise above!
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