It Changes Nothing Poem by Janeth Abreu

It Changes Nothing



It is best... if it is kept to oneself. It will make no difference, maybe,
but not the right one. It is better left unsaid. Let it be done as it was meant to be, through our Lord, our God. For it is our Lord that knows best.

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Janeth Abreu

Janeth Abreu

Fort Worth, Texas
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