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Sep 2010
Trouble and shame fall like rain
on those who strain to fight the pain
but those who remain do not but gain
respect from all of those that are sane
which in the main is seen as a good thing
but they that are lame get none of the fame
do not have anything to claim
yet do not obtain or yet refrain
the hope that they might walk again
that a single grain can feed the same
as a three course meal made
by an all powerful masters maid
with debts all paid
cause one was slain
every man woman and child
blessed be his name
is was and will be saved.
Written by
Jordan Alexander
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