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Dec 2012
Forgive us Lord for we know not what we do.
We know not what sins we commit,
or what blessing confer.
We know not what we corrupt,
or what we make whole.
We know not who we damage,
or the souls we heal.
Written by
stratton wayne stclair  64/M/Roanoke, Va
(64/M/Roanoke, Va)   
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   Wedyan AlMadani
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