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Mar 2015
I don't love them for a sacrificial demise.

They love and give
They live for those who need life
They sacrifice
They fill the needs they see
every day.

Not defined by their deaths,
but by giving their whole life
Sarah Joy Brockschmidt
Written by
Sarah Joy Brockschmidt  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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