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O lord this pain, This pain O lord. Can I stand it? Can I keep this pain, this protective jealousy, can I keep it from becoming anger or hate? I don't want hate because any rage or hate would be holey unjust and unprovoked. Hate would be utterly wrong. But lord there is so much pain and sorrow. I don't pity myself nor do I regret my original
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