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Jan 2012
You taught me how to hold my head high,
Walk with lightning at my feet.
For every lesson you’ve instructed
Helped me better now to see.

In words, I see such clear precision,
You’ve taught me well to read them so,
And kindness I am ever seeking:
Kindness so my heart can grow.

Instructed in the ways of wisdom,
I have sought that growing tree.
For it was you who told me stories.
By my hand you guided me.

And now the day has come to thank you,
So I give my humble words.
I build the path now: brick by brick,
And know I’ll never be deterred.

So even if the Sun is covered,
Even if the winds do blow,
I’ll use this day to thank you greatly,
For the gifts that you’ve bestowed.
Sidd Kingsley
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Sidd Kingsley
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   Adrian Betz
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