Hope
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They are the people in the fields.Hands blistered, backs bent, sun burning skinso your strawberries are sweetand your salad stays cheap. They are the ones scrubbing hotel rooms —after your bachelor parties,your college spring breaks,your secrets spilled on dirty sheets. They stand twelve hours on a slaughter line,blood on boots, bones aching —so you can
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They say if you want to make the universe laugh, tell it your plans. Goodness isn’t that true. There are many things about the last several weeks that have given truth to that statement. I think that the thing that has me really laughing is how the universe has shown me how wrong some of
Lyrical Logic 