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To Every Student

In every school, to every student there's a special teacher. To every teacher, to every student there's a special bond. ,

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09 October 2006

Author:

Gloria Celiant

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To Every Student

In every school, to every student
there's a special teacher.
To every teacher, to every student
there's a special bond.
To every bond to every moment
There's a special time that we'll think
back and say to ourself's "That teacher
really cared!"
If you know that teacher cares
you're life will brighten up.
Cause now you know that
if you fall, that same special teacher
Will come and help you up.

-Gloria Celiant -

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