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For those who beat me
Let me have the highest hopes.

For those who steal from me
Let me have endless generosity.

Let me be a friend to those who hate me
And a comfort for all who do me wrong.

Let me not think of some as friend and some as foe;
Let me welcome all.

Let me be a good heart;
A generous mind.

May I not be afraid to have a broken heart;
To see to the pain of the world.

For all those who ultimately are my own,
Let me be free to love.

Dallas Baker