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If I let others stray ...


Matthew 23:26 

26 Blind Pharisee! First clean the inside of the cup,

so that the outside may become clean too!

 

Where will I go today ... where will I hide from self?

I have so many places ... how long before I’ll decide?

I let others stray ... as they don’t know very well

the blindness they’re facing being filled with pride

 

Success is not my dream ... it’s my chosen illusion

I’m pretty well with it on my way to nowhere

My hands are all clean ... I won’t take intrusion

as in length and width I’m not placed just anywhere

 

Jan Wienen

 

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