Poetry
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LORD, make me an instrument of your peace, where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon, where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope, where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as understand, to be loved as to love, for it is giving that we receive, it is in dying that we are born to eternal life" ~Francis of Asisi
