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With Giving Comes Fulfillment


As I gave the road was paved with companionship and comraderie.

It felt so nice to not think twice about the help that I provide.

But when they smiled and said things (not vile) I filled all up with glee.

Because they were so kind I really did not mind taking time out of my day,

for when I helped, nobody yelped, and all were quite happy.

All the people below the steeple would all support my way.

I hoped that I could persist more and more people to assitst,

so that we could all live and cross the bridge,

to a world where we are all fair in the eyes of those that care.

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