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Mar 2010
For sins of time long past
And wounds that would not heal;
Old hurts from yesterday,
The pain still sharp and clear,
He sought redemption and forgiveness
From a God he did not hear.
He found peace in contrition
Now there is no fear.
Black Swan © 2008
Black Swan
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