I'm am an artist with bricks under the unyielding sun.
Building walls, towers withstanding the grinds of time.
A honorable and hardworking test of a man.
Basements of refuge forged by hands and concrete.
Dutiful with every muscle exerted, every drop of perspiration.
Strong , tough, consistent quite worthy qualities.
Smoothing on stability with my trusty spatula.
A proud contractor who shows up everyday.
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Author:
Sandbone18 (
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- Category: Reflection
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