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Grook - Comfort To Death

Complacency, leisure and ease, Sloth is a creeping disease. To take your first breath, Put comfort to death, Only then, the day you may seize!

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Anindya Mohan Tagore

Date: 2/18/2016 10:25:00 PM

Kudos! Luke, Would you allow me to make a print out of your great piece of work for hanging in my office? Cheers to the poet, Bobby

Luke Irwin
Date: 2/19/2016 5:19:00 AM

Please do, it would be an honor.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/18/2016 7:54:00 PM

Very profound one. Congrats on the well deserved win.

Janice Canerdy

Date: 2/18/2016 7:09:00 PM

Good job, Luke--congrats on your win! Janice

Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 2/17/2016 11:23:00 PM

Congrats on ur superb winning write Luke.

Luke Irwin

Date: 2/17/2016 12:18:00 PM

Your kind words are very much appreciated, thank you.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 2/17/2016 9:51:00 AM

Luke, Congrats on your Grook win. XOX ~LINDA~

Susan Gentry

Date: 2/17/2016 2:06:00 AM

Congratulations!

Sam Jameson

Date: 2/16/2016 6:38:00 PM

truthful and well displayed, a nice write. congrats, Luke, on your placement.

Timothy Hicks

Date: 2/16/2016 6:08:00 PM

Congratulations on your spot in the contest, Luke. What worked for me was your "sloth is a creeping disease" line ... very original. Comfort is definitely a stigma that works against progress and success!

Jan Allison

Date: 2/16/2016 6:06:00 PM

wise words congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/16/2016 8:07:00 AM

There is much wisdom in these few words.

Luke Irwin

Date: 2/15/2016 12:28:00 PM

Thanks!

Steven Henderson

Date: 2/13/2016 8:44:00 PM

Very nice. Peace be to you my friend.