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Jul 30
You ever think about all the people,
You meet in an average life time,
Sometimes a face, or name, brings a memory to your mind.
Many you only see, a short time, although their actions,
Or words may appear, when your day turns to a bind.
Almost everything we do, we learned from someone else,
That was sharing so kind.
How many memorized stories, do you repeat,
On different days, without a clue who told you,
A stranger to you today, they taught you something,
Then you went on your way. We each do the same, sharing,
Which could be, hard physical work, or to help someone,
Too breath and see, their next day.

Always keep listening too, and teaching, with each other’s mind,
Not until your last, will you know the best day, of your life this time.

                                 The Original: Tom Maxwell  ©  6/26/2024 AD
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The Original Tom Maxwell  66/M/Junction City, Ill
(66/M/Junction City, Ill)   
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