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My spiritual life is akin to a whippersnapper—
a mother abjures herself for the well-being of her child
who grows old and weak without accomplishment
nothing holds a candle to the love received.
My spiritual life is akin to a whippersnapper—
a mother abjures herself for the well-being of her child
who grows old and weak without accomplishment
nothing holds a candle to the love received.