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The wilderness is uncultivated The forests are untapped The oceans are pregnant with billions When I look at how many solutions That already exist in my choice sphere I crawl back into my shell But the next minute, I'm informed of the crisis, in multiples of ten, that has hit the neighbourhood, and aha I'm forced to step out and get my hands tilling. We need to keep the solutions coming because the challenges are on endless auto-arrival Wherever you see a need to give a hand, forget the number of hands in the room, send in yours.

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Date: 5/13/2022 7:04:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.
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