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He toils in strife To make a life He sights first light And works till night. Always striving Never achieving Hard working bones Pains are his gains. A helping hand From where you stand Might be all it'll take To break his yoke. You know his fate Ignores his state Ignoring  opportunity To perpetuate your prosperity.

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Date: 9/17/2013 4:12:00 PM
Simple message, lovely delivery.
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Date: 9/14/2013 11:16:00 AM
How true! If everyone would take the time to help someone else out the world would be a better place. Nice write! Love, KIm
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Alozor Michael Ikechukwu
Date: 9/15/2013 11:47:00 PM
Thanks dear. Love, always, ... AM I.