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TO THE GUYS
Who picked me up and put me on my feet..I was skating down South Street one week night, extremely depressed. I tripped up on some gravel and did a face plant, and didn't want to get up. I laid there bruised and battered for a full minute and you walked over and helped me up. You didn't just take my hand; one pulled my arm up, while the other lifted me up by my torso back onto my feet. A third man retrieved my board. Thank you for showing me that there is genuine random human kindness in this world. You lifted me onto my feet - and my soul started to lift itself up out of the dark.
Who picked me up and put me on my feet..I was skating down South Street one week night, extremely depressed. I tripped up on some gravel and did a face plant, and didn't want to get up. I laid there bruised and battered for a full minute and you walked over and helped me up. You didn't just take my hand; one pulled my arm up, while the other lifted me up by my torso back onto my feet. A third man retrieved my board. Thank you for showing me that there is genuine random human kindness in this world. You lifted me onto my feet - and my soul started to lift itself up out of the dark.
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