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Nov 2018
I’m always compelled to help
And give more than I can take
I care for the bullied and beaten
Yet called a weak "Snowflake"

The fact that I care so much
A trait I could never forsake
So demonize and criticize me
And call me a gorgeous "Snowflake"

By: Bill MacEachern
Bill MacEachern
Written by
Bill MacEachern  64/M/Boston
(64/M/Boston)   
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