I am the provider.
I will keep giving.
With my sweat, blood and flesh.
And when it ceases,
with my soul.
For I am the provider.
Nov 18, 2011
Nov 18, 2011 at 11:03 AM UTC
I am the provider.
I will keep giving.
With my sweat, blood and flesh.
And when it ceases,
with my soul.
For I am the provider.
Written on 9th October, 2011.
The curse of the working class.
Or rather the feeding class.
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