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Rubbed drying earth from my hands,   swabbed my brow with my shirt tail. Jeans stained with mud and plant juices, the shovel rests without complaint on the lawn (It's use to me by now). Though my back aches and blistered hands shake, despite being beat and done, working out doors under the intense sun, crawling with insects stinking of sweat, I feel more satisfied than when I sit in a clean office on a comfortable chair with only a phone to lift.
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Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 1:03 PM UTC
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Rubbed drying earth from my hands,   swabbed my brow with my shirt tail. Jeans stained with mud and plant juices, the shovel rests without complaint on the lawn (It's use to me by now). Though my back aches and blistered hands shake, despite being beat and done, working out doors under the intense sun, crawling with insects stinking of sweat, I feel more satisfied than when I sit in a clean office on a comfortable chair with only a phone to lift.
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Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 1:03 PM UTC
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