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  • I know nothing of the rules you use,
    Or the gods,
    Or stars you live by
    All I know is how I’ve done,
    How I’ve kept,
    My peace within,
    I’ve never been the best of men,
    And many times I’ve failed in all I was.
    But on some quiet smiling day,
    I’ve tried to help,
    And telling no one,
    Leave something,
    Better than it’s found.
    I know nothing of the buildings that you pray in,
    Or the books you live through,
    All I know is I try to be kind
    To be decent, to understand,
    To care.
    Sometimes that is not enough,
    I know.
    But I’ll never stop trying.
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