Summer Soul Searching Part 3: The Return of Mr. Bray
In brightest day, I teach
In blackest night, I teach
No struggle in my classroom
Shall escape my sight
Despite the evil might
That may try and stop me
Beware my power
A rediscovered light
A light born of hope
Fueled by will
And forever driven by those
Who matter most
They know who they are
My kiddos
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