Maxioms by Gerald Massey
When man to man shall be friend and brother.
When man to man shall be friend and brother.
Not by appointment do we meet delight
Or joy; they heed not our expectancy;
But round some read more
Not by appointment do we meet delight
Or joy; they heed not our expectancy;
But round some corner of the streets of life
They of a sudden greet us with a smile.
There's no dearth of kindness
In the world of ours;
Only in our blindness
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There's no dearth of kindness
In the world of ours;
Only in our blindness
We gather thorns for flowers.
