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Each
One Helping Each One
We are all dying,
This human race;
We've all been prescribed
A time and place;
Living or dying
We each blaze a trail;
To those who come after
We each tell a tale;
Even my struggles
May strengthen another
A few paces behind me,
A sister or brother;
The knowledge I gain
As I fight for my health,
When shared with others,
Brings me much wealth;
And the sister before me
Who's losing the fight,
Yet still walks with dignity,
Gives me insight
Into how I should live
Till it's my time to go;
Each one helping each one
Is the best way I know
To deal with life's hardships,
To soften its blows;
I hope when I'm gone
That the trail I have blazed
Will have, for some traveler,
A smoother path paved.
© Copyright
April 1, 1998, Joy E. Walker
Steward 
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