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Sunday 17 March 2013

23) A poem for a friend


When the painful memories of the old seek to last,
Just let go of what happened in the past
Let hard work in the present be your only friend,
The past and future at your will he shall bend.
When uncertainty and doubt seem to attack,
Forget not the loving master standing by your back,
Today you may toil with the sweat of your brow,
But tomorrow, At your feet even destiny shall bow!

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