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Little Chapel

Little chapel
sheltered in God's hills,
pristine white
amidst the autumn leaves,
secure in the heart of God,
a thousand secrets,
saintly mothers praying
for their erring children,
a sea of contrite tears
shed in lonely vigils
only Christ knows
and an outpouring
of the grace
that moves men's hearts
and plants the holy seed
of redemption.


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Little Chapel

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