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I have never been employed or earned any money for the work I do. And yet I still have a job to do. For I am the door keeper, a guard, a lookout... a friend. My job is simple yet complicated, for I have many jobs rolled into one. I stand by the door and wait for people to approach me. Some talk to me, most people don't. Don't you know that I do my work for you? I don't get paid for my work, but I still think it's worth it to keep working. I am the door keeper. I stand by the weak, injured, and the broken with the strength I still have. When the people who I help finally regain their strength, they walk away from me, not even leaving a "thank you". I am the guard. When danger arrives at someone else's doorstep, I am there to see that they are not harmed, I will warn the of danger and guide them out of harms way. I am the lookout. Whenever you need me I will be there, I'll hold your hand and help in any way I can. I will always be here. I am your friend. I have always been here, but people don't see me anymore. I have become a ghost. I wonder what it takes to become alive again. But I can't just leave, whether or not people see me. I need to keep working. My job doesn't cost money, it costs lives. A treasure more valuable than money. I can't stop working. I am the door keeper watching for their smiling faces. I am the lookout for their lives, and the guard of their hearts. But most importantly a friend. A friend they might never see, but I'm still here. I can't leave just yet. Because I still have a job to do.
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Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 10:40 PM UTC
Door Keeper
I have never been employed or earned any money for the work I do. And yet I still have a job to do. For I am the door keeper, a guard, a lookout... a friend. My job is simple yet complicated, for I have many jobs rolled into one. I stand by the door and wait for people to approach me. Some talk to me, most people don't. Don't you know that I do my work for you? I don't get paid for my work, but I still think it's worth it to keep working. I am the door keeper. I stand by the weak, injured, and the broken with the strength I still have. When the people who I help finally regain their strength, they walk away from me, not even leaving a "thank you". I am the guard. When danger arrives at someone else's doorstep, I am there to see that they are not harmed, I will warn the of danger and guide them out of harms way. I am the lookout. Whenever you need me I will be there, I'll hold your hand and help in any way I can. I will always be here. I am your friend. I have always been here, but people don't see me anymore. I have become a ghost. I wonder what it takes to become alive again. But I can't just leave, whether or not people see me. I need to keep working. My job doesn't cost money, it costs lives. A treasure more valuable than money. I can't stop working. I am the door keeper watching for their smiling faces. I am the lookout for their lives, and the guard of their hearts. But most importantly a friend. A friend they might never see, but I'm still here. I can't leave just yet. Because I still have a job to do.
I will continue to stand guard by the open door of my life.
Swingline
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Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 10:40 PM UTC
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