Thank you. Keep up the good work.

 This gift I give, this praise to others, 

is a selfish maneuver.

Thank you. Keep up the good work. 

It means that I, in this moment, see you. 

Wish you well.

I do it because it makes me feel better. Me. 

There is the selfish part. I am quite sure, 

after viewing many faces smiling, 

the lovely energy radiates outward. 

Any more no doubt.

I have also learned that others cannot 

seem to extend themselves in this manner. 

For whatever set of reasons. And that’s fine, too.

I certainly am not advising you. 

Have a good time, if you are so inclined. 

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Poem 1/16/24