I Weep At My Own Weakness
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Shalom Freedman
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I weep at my own weakness
And inability to help
Those suffering
Far beyond
Any suffering
I have ever known-
I weep for them
But I cannot help much
Little old man fool
In a world made too cruel
To ever really be
understood and loved.
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