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My students

We grow , grow and we glow,

Like glitters on the snow land,

From head to little tiny toe,

With music from the local band.

Our muscles widened from thirteen,

We are getting taller as all teens,

We dream through deep transparent cloud,

Our voices deeper and too loud,

Emotions `re jumping in the soul,

We can not achieve the goal,

It`s too early, it`s too row,

Like dough on fast yeast we grow,

Five more years -I`m an adult

Gorgeous, handsome and too smart.

$40p/h

Mariya Z.

Flexible excellent teacher for mathematics

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