It is a strange dichotomy to find yourself
Receiving blessings when you deserve anything but,
Being loved though you perpetually hurt,
Being known despite your own ignorance,
And receiving hope when you don’t recognize your need for it.
When others experience it,
Our anger rises because it is not fair.
When we are right in the middle,
We are humbled because we know the truth.
Liz Schauer 
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