Toasting one another on a good job done occasionally, filling
one with pride, expanding their egos, a little more each time,
yet a simple person, no matter how many times they are praised
and honored still remain the same.
Knowing that anyone can do the same as they have done, expect-
ing absolutely nothing in return, just doing what they thought
was the right thing to do.
Following their heart's to the end, minds never concentrating
on what others say about them, preferring only to stay within
themselves, never veering from who they truly are.
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