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Thank you


To my sister,

To my mother,

To my friends,

To my coaches, directors, teachers.

I wouldn't be here

without your help,

The gentle nudge in the right direction;

Encouragement to grow;

Nourishment towards the light

of knowledge,

passion,

freedom.

 

So here is my silent thanks

for wiping my silent tears,

and helping me stand again.

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