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Love sees all hate is blind.

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Janet Morris
Age: 78
Born: 1946
Born: May 25
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Janet Ellen Morris
Janet E. Morris
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Blind
Hate
Love

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Look to the souls of Your own soldiers, God, who labor in Thine awful cause.
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You count up your dead, every one. Always. Recall them, each and all - every face, every heart.
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