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The Paradox Of Generosity
  Sunday stroll in the city of seattle
  The man with a backstory, sign, and a personal chattel
  Let forth the internal battle, whether or not to reach for your stash
  I guess the sign is good here take my cash
  Hides it in his trash, and exclaims ‘thanks, god bless you’’
  The tone was empty, so hopeless, was he really worth your revenue?
  I feel good, wallet still true, with a feeling of worth I will fall asleep
  Until you see one more homeless child a block down the street.  

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This piece was inspired by a scenario that had previously happened to me. I was in Seattle, walking down the streets and throughout the day I had issues with who to give money too. It was hard because I would feel good for a hot minute, but then I'd see another homeless man, and I could not stop thinking about the one guy I didnt help. Then I realized that its simply the paradox of generosity.