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Because I walked with lowered gazeIntent upon the ground.I failed to see the Light that glowedIn beauty all around.

I stooped within the sepulcherWhere mortal hopes were laid;I looked upon the barren stone,Grief-stricken and afraid.

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ABUNDANT AND CONTINUOUS LIFE
April 7, 1951
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