My Dear,
I was generous,
I served you as you thought you deserved,
I gave and did not count the cost,
I fought and did not heed my wounds,
I toiled and did not seek for rest,
I labored and did not ask for reward.
I did everyone else’s will.
Yet I am left here, serving, giving, fighting, toiling and laboring, without knowing if what I did was right.
I am
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