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Aug 2012
Have I shared kindness with the world?
Has any compassion seeped through?
What I gave it took from me.
This you have stolen from everything.
In a hundred years what will it mean?
With time would I get the same as I gave?
Don't forget the things I sent before.
Do not keep only things taken as they seem.
Can't the world find me some other way?
Find me taking more from it one day.
Liz Anne
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