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273 E Queenwood Rd
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FORGIVENESS
Forgiveness stood like a crooked tree, Forgiveness stood like a blood-soaked shirt, Forgiveness stood like a bridge over foamy waters, Forgiveness lay like a heart slowly beating,
Forgiveness cried, “It’s finished! ABBA! … Daddy! It’s done!”
Forgiveness lives in hearts who will permit it.
By Angie Kovarovic
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