Lord forgive me for having gotten used to seeing the kids appear to be eight years and have guns.
Lord forgive me for having gotten used to dabble in the mud. I can I go, they do not.
Lord forgive me for having learned to endure the smell of sewage, of which I can not suffer, they no.Señor forgive me for turning on the light and forget that they can not.
Sir, I can do a hunger strike and they do not, because nobody can make their own hunger strike.
Lord, forgive me by saying 'do not live by bread alone man' and not fight it all to rescue their bread.
Lord, I love them for them and not me.
Lord, I die for them, help me to live for them.
Sir, I want to be with them at the time of light.
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