It just doesn’t matter How many accomplishments you achieve in your lifetime. How many Sunday services you attend. How many good deeds you try to do. How many poems or books you have published. How many times you’ve said you’re sorry, Over and over And over again. It just doesn’t matter, Because forgiveness never comes …
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