Tag: goodness
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thank you.
There is no Thank youFor a job well doneNo hand reaching downTo pull us out of the graveHappiest still -If we stayed buriedFor all our mistakes. What made us thinkWe’d get accolades For doing good on this side of forever? Back bent and wearyIt is not for reward We tirelessly whisperShuffling forward, forging the pathreaching…
letters and lattes 