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The effort of forgiveness
From which we’re disappearing Is remarkable for its kindness, That point of truth we’re fearing! For love is coming, lest we deny Our sisters and our brothers – While needy children most require Their mothers and their fathers. Alienated by their youth, A tragic, blatant call, Crafted by God’s plan and truth, And humbling to us all… Ruthless sins, an alias, A saintly love to martyr. Those living on the precipice Recall Jesus and the Father. Inherent shame we give to Thee, A loved one’s sacred prayer, A collection, heard quite openly, His mercy shan’t be rare!
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