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There is no kindness sometimes a person
And the names are not written in tablets,
But those who save lives without end,
Always immensely respected people.
You rarely give flowers for their efforts,
Salvation sometimes you are unfamiliar,
In common traits of kindness,
And the overall look subtly weightless.
In the newspapers, we do not find the names,
But where is where the hospital wards,
Palm print at the nursery window
A child survivor left you once.
Human blood is not possible to repeat
Analogues have no blood in the world,
Go buy it and replace,
No one will be able to a large planet.
Only a man whose heart heat
And the attitude to the world, to the house,
Invisible part of the word "Compassion"
And their blood is able to give to another.
It would seem as simple and easy,
Give what you lack,
But the blood's not fresh milk,
In her part of the soul, and everyone understands,
Donors, translated - to give,
After all, a part of yourself you give blood,
To save this life to another,
And it's true in your honor!
Author Tamara Salnikov
Congratulations Donor Day
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You give people hope,
Giving them a lifetime chance.
See the new morning,
And to finish the day with a laugh.
Pat, again and again, the cat
And draw a sunset ...
In your act - a feat.
Do not hide an embarrassed look.
Blood you share safely,
Wanting another good.
To you a hundredfold return,
Heats heart wave.
Let it help you
The difficulties to overcome.
Live your life to the joy of others.
And the soul does not get old!
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