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I think I'm serving others through my actions. I'm right, but I'm wrong. I think I'm soothing them with my words. I'm right, but I'm wrong. I know a simple smile can make another's day grow bright! Again, I'm right, but I'm wrong. The helping that I'm doing makes my gentle frame grow strong. The words that I am stringing help my spirit carry on. And last but most important to my happiness each day, is the brightness I am given by a smile come back my way. And so I guess my vision is a selfish one indeed, Because I hope to give my help to others still in need. Always.
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