I wish I knew then what I know now. I didn't, and so, I made mistakes, I lived my life with a flawed sense of reality, sometimes quite selfishly focusing on all the wrong things, the things which don't really matter when it comes right down to it. But you know, I suppose that is what separates me from sainthood, I didn't know, I wasn't perfect, and all I could do was the best I knew to do when I knew to do it! Lighten up . . . we are imperfect creatures, designed with flaws, made in flesh ...
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