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Jul 2015
Does my failure mean that I am doom, no of course not.
Does it mean that I am lost in the very next life.
No it only means that I am imperfect, without hope.
Unless I allow a Loving Savior to work within me.
I shall never be perfect not here on the earth anyway.
But I shall be one day , once I receive the new body.
So yes I shall fail and yes I am not perfect here on the earth.
But this does not matter as long as I keep trying to change.
They may be small leaps but the Lord knows our hearts.
So as long as I keep trying there is still true hope for me.
Written by
Eddie Starr Love Poetry  Hagerstown Md
(Hagerstown Md)   
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