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Salt of The Earth

Salt of The Earth,

My thirst for knowledge, 
Took me to the edge, 
I wedge myself safely in place, 
As I face the onslaught, 
It's not like I thought,  
Its nothing that could be bought, 
Taught to endure, 
I hold sure to the promise, 
Keeping my heart pure, 
I search for a cure, 
A chance to change who you once were, 
As I stir up the dirt, 
I can't tell you how much it hurts, 
As sweat spurts from every pore, 
My body is sore, 
Pulling up roots galore, 
I almost can't stand no more, 
Salt drips heavily on the Earths floor, 
Seeping down into the core, 
Add a billion more, 
Take a minute to explore, 
The salt in the store, 
A part of what I work so hard for.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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