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Season poem
The spirt says others not exist But if they do I must feel their pain Easier to blame and take another slice of the whole Easier to mock and demean Easier to turn up the heat But a reckoning for heath looms Giving is a selfish act Giving is a means for health Giving feels good And the other becomes you The mistakes fall away The joy grows -- Bill S. Jersey USA zone 5 shade garden "Always tell the truth and you don't have to remember anything." --Mark Twain. |
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