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INNOCENSE There breathes the soul Of sweet innocence A tiny babe who hasn't learned The the world is so immense. She doesn't know the soul Will be tempted beyond reason; She is in the sweet time Of the innocence season. God gives this child a time of grace, To fill a parent's heart with love so true; And faith that she will grow to be a soul Whose sweet innocence will see her through.
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