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'Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet leaves on the heel that crushed it.' Fulfilling your calling with all of your heart, Ordering your skills toward a great work of art; Reaching a level of brilliant success, Giving your all, hoping to bless. In a moment of time, everything lost, Violet crushed, heedless of cost. Evil given in place of beauty, Now there is nothing for others to see. Even as the deed drifts away Something greater has happened that day: Smell the last gift that was given away! |
© Benjamin Graber
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