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To all my white-collar warriors who wage war daily in their cubicle-shaped trenches
To all my blue-collar battlers who blaze trails for their boys and girls on a regular basis

continue to shine on and thrive
just for being alive
you have been granted access to open skies
and motions of hope billowing up like tornado winds
Eat well
and live long
you are humanity's redemption song.

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