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Do not worry over things You have not done, Or not done well.

Were not judged By figures Or measuring scales, But by Gods love Nothing else. Open wide your door, Throw the bitter, And the hurt To the winds. When feeling lost and beaten, Talk to your best friend, Your Maker. Ask Him To soothe the wounds You thought had long been healed. Ask Him To help your heart forget, That you might forgive. Ask Him To teach you To accept and love That part of you You did not know existed. And in the silence of your heart, Listen

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