let us pray for those who suffer
so as for them it not get tougher
our strengths theirs in these heavenly shares
we've all got jobs to do me myself and you
its a treasure to help them
who know not true pleasure
good to be with the conceptual merry measure
my head feels heavy this fine night
i'll keep pushing try to shine a new light
various subjects coming in to please
i must say with no great ease
but i'll seize the chance to enhance
this life for the lives of the many
any which way i may
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onepauly (
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and keep doing so mt dedicated friend. thoughts are always with and comforting the pain.
may the force be with you. if you need to take that pain medication do so. that and prayers combined will be better then one or the other. you were not meant to suffer. you are also a strong man. I know you have faith.
Paul, I think we all can learn from this poem, both writing and content. This is an eloquent reminder to do everything we can to help the less fortunate.
no one, man or animal deserves pain. it seems so ungodly.
Thanks for your poem Paul. Enjoyed reading it very much.
hope it does something for you.
Keep pushing forward, it is the only way. Good write.
you know that more then i.
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