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Shoulder

Walking the hills and valley
Through the thick and thin jungle
In hollow deep ocean
Searching for the gold to mine
She's been the staff to walk with

From treading the land bare footed
Suffering thirsts from scorching sun
Cold from the drenching rains
Being carcass to various insect bites

Searching for cattle to milk
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Wednesday, May 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: gratitude
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