On others when times are unseen.
But helplessness is a shadow we cast,
Independence—a wish that lasts.
Misery is a path we choose,
Despite what life might give or lose.
Be good, be useful, true to you,
With all you have, with all you do.
No one knows the storm inside,
Yet how you treat is where you decide.
With love and respect as your guide,
The world will work, stand by your side.
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