7.11.2024
There is no beauty in a fall from Grace One often loses much that he has gained, Then also slows the evolution's pace And the inner being knows it has been stained. One looks upon Their countenance and sees Only love, they do not criticize But send silent waves of inner peace. For all is perfect in Their Perfect eyes.
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