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Submitted: Aug 12, 2007 Reads: 67 Comments: 3 Likes: 1
Lend me a hand,
To help me to my feet,
Give me a push,
To help me on my way,
I need help with a lot of things,
But if you help me to my feet,
And give me a little push,
My day will go easier,
If you lend me a hand
You will have given me hope,
You gave me a hand before,
And a simple thing like that
Has helped me with my life,
So next time you see a person in need of a
Little push,
Lend them a hand.
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Yet another side of the ongoing life saga and a simple method to releive the strain of the human condition. The puzzling thing about lending a hand is when they turn and stab you. Symbolically speaking of course. I keep on lending though.
Posted: Aug 12, 2007
This is very nice! I really liked it.
eileen
Posted: Sep 6, 2007
Very nice, I liked it a lot! :-)
Posted: Oct 31, 2007
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