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Mar 2014
Day in and day out we feed.
The night grows tired when we need
An excess amount in times when struggles amount to greed.
Day in and day out we thirst.
Living in this material curse.
Hopeless gestures of wants and entitlements, forgetting we were humble first.
Day in and day out we learn
How the whims of life can sometimes burn.
Wishing for things when reality settles with different concerns.
Day in and day out.
This battle for your soul ensues.
No matter what you believe do good and good will find its why back to you
Jesse Howard Brown III
Written by
Jesse Howard Brown III  Wilmington
(Wilmington)   
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