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Not take it back
Just like all the rubbish, piles up high
the troubles come and whatever is the crux
soup stains, when life tastes like gluck
and unbend our dented pride
Some take away the weeds that choke
offer a cigarette, though you dont smoke
a dry sholder for you to soak
fix it up when it's all broke
Clear up all the plastic litter
write a letter and press a flower
the uncut diamonds hidden glitter
a smile that breeds and never dower
Increments to sow, help the weakened grasp
friendship come without preconditions
take the load yet leave some slack
be the scorce of self volition
Laughter and a little craic
the medicine, and not alas alack
the open hand and not portract
to always give and not take back
the troubles come and whatever is the crux
soup stains, when life tastes like gluck
and unbend our dented pride
Some take away the weeds that choke
offer a cigarette, though you dont smoke
a dry sholder for you to soak
fix it up when it's all broke
Clear up all the plastic litter
write a letter and press a flower
the uncut diamonds hidden glitter
a smile that breeds and never dower
Increments to sow, help the weakened grasp
friendship come without preconditions
take the load yet leave some slack
be the scorce of self volition
Laughter and a little craic
the medicine, and not alas alack
the open hand and not portract
to always give and not take back
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