oh ye of little faith
have you forgotten your pulse???
the thing that makes you tick...
the thing that makes you, you...
you have worked so hard my friend
done things that you'd only once dreamed of...
though it still may register as a labour of love,
your efforts shall not go unnoticed
and if they do,
they do
the work will stand,
even if most don't understand...
so push on, push on my brothers and my sisters...
the proof is ripe for tasting,
it's there in the pudding
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