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To A Student

O student, may you know and heed, Your teacher's words are gold indeed. They're there to guide you, not to berate, But help you grow, not dissipate. Your teacher is a guiding light, To show you how to do what's right. They're there to help you on your way, So you can find your destined day. When you grow up and learn to teach, Remember all they gave to reach. Their knowledge, wisdom, and their care, That helped you, through each challenge there. So thank them for their sacrifice, And all the love they paid the price.

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