beat yourself into the ground.
welcome the callouses. let them moisten, let them swell, let them bleed.
you've got mouths to feed.
sweat and don't stop sweating.
work and don't stop working.
plant, reap, sow your seed.
you've got mouths to feed.
i hope to be half the man my father is.
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I really admire him, too. Sometimes it seems like he can do anything. Maybe it is because everything he dooes is with love.
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