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Forgiven

Our past life, it matters not
 
When our misdeeds are forgiven
 
With a clean slate, we start afresh
 
And with eyes clear, we see heaven!
 
Forget the past? Never must we!
 
Rather let’s use our failures as leaven
 
That our lives may rise gloriously
 
Far away from the deadly seven!
 
© F Aparici     09/22/2016

The sixth and final in my series of poems all about the past...

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