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“I saw my face today And it looked older, Without the warmth of wisdom Or the softness Born of pain and waiting. The dreams were gone from my eyes, Hope lost in hollowness On my cheeks, A finger of death Pulling at my jaws. So I did my push-ups And wondered if I'd ever find you, To see my face With friendlier eyes than mine.”

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Book:There Are Men Too Gentle to Live Among Wolves
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James Kavanaugh
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James Kavanaugh was an American priest born on September 17, 1928, and passed away on December 29, 2009. He is known for his contributions to theology and spiritual life. more

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