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Jan 2020
I imagine
Forgiveness
As a fountain,
Always running...

Regardless ofย ย 
the thirsty, poor -
- always taking

Always pure,
Regardless of corruption,
from the ignorant,
innocent youth.

We have all taken
what is not ours
and given
what we should have
kept to ourselves.

But forgiveness,
in her faithful way,

Never stops
producing more
chances to
Triumph.
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