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A drop of water creates outcomes
Even to rivers dried to bottom
Petals are brighter as roses blossom
From none other than a helper’s form
I have seen candles under a storm
And seen them dwindle and fade at night
To but rekindle when hope was lost
We may be fuddled but we need just
A push to sidle through a great storm
And the last hurdle just while we thrust
So stretch a finger help the gruesome
No one has ever alone been born
To shine more brighter not helping more.
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Nice blog 🙂
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Thank you
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Really liked this💫
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Thank you Dear. Hope you are a good giver
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Welcome 🌻 And I try to do my best🥰
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Awesome
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lovely!
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Thank you Sikelela
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A beautiful poem on the need to help..😙
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Yes, I hope you do help a little more
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I do..we do as family
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Awesome!!
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