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reedemtion
Innocent lives lost in the beating of life. They don't deserve this. No wonder they don't trust us or anyone. I would hate us too. The mystery is why do we do this to them? Precious little angels feel like devils under our care. When we even get close to them they put their walls up again. Their fear makes them virtually blind to things both seen and not seen by others. The only healing must come from a higher power.
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