Little By Little

I tell my son to stand up for himselfBe assertive. I tell him that he’s a nice boy,Smart and kind But,the world doesn’t deliverThe wishes of nice boysto their feet. They must go out and take the things they want. I quote my father The beatitudes of the Stoic Let go of angerOf pettinessDrop them...

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vin moran
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