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| Boulders fall upon the way, Blocking passage for a while. But if we will humbly pray, We may turn a frown to smile. Maybe they will roll aside, Like the boulder at the grave. Maybe we can take a stride, Skirting them like rushing wave. Or perhaps we'll climb atop And discover some way down, Careful, so we will not drop, With a smile instead of frown. | ||
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