Miles away from home,
On the hills and in the valleys,
Through the desert and wilderness
Never minding day or night, cold or hot
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The souvenir moment you gave me,
The living memories of the past life,
Where I always wanted to be,
Though I know never can I be.
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I dedicate this poem to all the people who live for the abandoned, homeless and the sick and the teachers who give their lives to the mission of educating theuneducated and bringing them colour into their lives.
The mission
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