June 30, 2012
As long as each breath I take
Lends it's purpose to each footprint I make
Then the insignificant soul
Becomes one of importance

As my existence pains me
It shall not matter
For the grains between my toes
and the dirt beneath my heal
SHall have ben treaded for a reason

Every hand I lend
Every word I utter
Must contribute to the greater picture
The larger meaning, of the collective suffering
And celebration of life.

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