Stop the pity;
If that's what you do.
Help the needy;
That's what we should do.
Life's a big tree with deep root.
Find the branch you best fit,
Working wholly without mischief.
There's some source way within;
Which a drop to many is a relief;
Finding it's path to freely flow;
But little as aid you do know.
If even with no definite reason,
Everything's got it's season.
Each can be evergreen!
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