There were people who went to sleep last night,
Poor and rich and white and black,
But they will never wake again.
And those dead folks would give anything at all
For just five minutes of this weather
Or ten minutes of plowing.
So what yourself about complaining.
What you're suppose to do
When you don't like a thing is change it.
If you can't change it,
Change the way you think about it.
~Maya Angelou
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