I hope and forgive and confess every day to live clean - it seems to be enough, but it is not easy.

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I hope and forgive and confess every day to live clean - it seems to be enough, but it is not easy.
Her soul was all indifference, for she dared not confess love.
I must confess, my writing is important for my soul.