When the moon hides behind the cloud,
Late in the dark of cold evening;
Every shadow becomes gloomy,
The appearance is so scowling.
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Let us make kindness contagious,
Allow it not to disappear;
Let nobody be outrageous,
Because to God we all are dear.
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B-ravery of the heart
I-s one thing you possess;
N-ot for a moment you fear
G-reat trouble and stress.
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