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The race is
never too swift,
Or the battle ever too strong,
It’s the peace you have within,
And knowledge to know the wrong.
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It’s not the way you run the race,
In the fight that you must win,
It’s in the effort of how you tried,
While our souls are slaves to sin.
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It’s not in speech or fancy words,
It could be in a gentle touch,
Or just a little smile from you,
Could bless a heart so much.
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It really depends on if you care,
Enough to make that start,
And the thing that really matters,
That you do it from your heart.
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Ann Hart©
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