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A Grand Pledge to Child's Literacy
In golden halls of learning, whispers abound, A treasure trove, where young minds are found. For just a grand, a beacon we light, Guiding the young through letters' flight. Here words weave magic, a spell so sweet, With a thousand per soul, knowledge and dreams meet. An investment vast, in futures so bright, Where each child may read, and in books delight.
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