Seven Stars ... a poem by Allison Chambers Coxsey

These people gave their lives for their work as most of us do. Whether it be by stroke, stress, or violent end, we humans live to work and toil to totality for the betterment of humanity.

I can't help but think about the nameless individuals that I have know that have died for their work. I have known many.

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