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Says one, in confession

Once, in a saintly passion

I cried in desperate grief,

'O Lord, my heart is black with guile,

Of sinners I am chief

Then stooped my guardian angel

And whispered from behind,

'Vanity, my little man,

You're nothing of the kind.

Love

Sue

The important thing is never to stop questioning.

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