A victim of my own actions, I learned to control my impulsive behavior.
At the mercy of circumstance, I learned to respond maturely to the world.
Crushed by trial, I learned to accept what I could not overcome.
Bedeviled by chewing, spinning thoughts, let me learn to seek peace in you.
Order my thoughts, Lord, for I yet live under their lash.
(Letter #2,212)
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