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We Shall Not Always Plant While Others Reap

The Loss Of Love Is A Terrible Thing; They Lie Who Say That Death Is Worse.

All Day Long And All Night Through, One Thing Only Must I Do: Quench My Pride And Cool My Blood, Lest I Perish In The Flood.

We Were Not Made To Eternally Weep.

Lord, Forgive Me If My Need Sometimes Shapes A Human Creed.