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May 2019
When you come into my classroom,

I Love YOU.
Exactly the way you are, just as you walked into my room.
I don't love you more when you please me, and I don't love you less when you mess up.

I don't love you any less for who you love, or how you love. I don't love you any less for the color of your skin, where you are from, or what language you speak.

I don't love you any less for your gender, or gender- identity.

If anything, I love you even more for being who YOU are; and not anything else.
Shanaya Young
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Shanaya Young  21/F/Lynchburg,VA
(21/F/Lynchburg,VA)   
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