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Verse 1 ******** Once you start you continue for your blood becomes such you find it no longer belongs to you and nothing you're asked is too much.	Verse 2 ******** You cry when the fires are over or the storm has passed you by you want to sit in fields of clover and know sometimes it's okay to cry.
Verse 3 ******** Your waking moments even at work are about another who needs some care you never your honor or duty shirk to the point of offering to risk or share.	Verse 4 ******** Thus the heart of volunteer beats strong although some of us to get a bit old it seems the time is short not long when you help another get a hold. C.J. Ingerson (ARC Volunteer since age 8?)