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| I wish that I could be a tug To pull or push someone in need. I'd not disown him with a shrug, Preoccupied with self and greed. I'd tow him where he wants to go, Avoiding rocks that may be found. I'd make the journey very slow In order not to run aground. It doesn't matter at the end If I receive a word of praise. I'll know on me it did depend To exit though the liquid maze. | ||
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