They wait in lines,
Not because their time is worthless,
But because your time is invaluable.
They run to clear crowds,
Not because you are entitled,
But because you can make lives better.
They protect you,
Not because you deserve it,
But because they chose you.
They bleed for you,
Not because they are powerless,
But because they gave you power.
They look up to you,
Not because you are a god,
But because you are a good human.
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