Feeling happy because they appreciate,
What I do and create,
Each ‘wow' that they bless me with,
Is like a memento, a wreath.
Even though I speak a little,
The rain of gratitude does fall,
From my heart's core,
As I keep on dreaming more.
I thank you,
I thank you.
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