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Whoever you are as you read thi»i Whatever your trouble or grief, I want you to know and to heed this. The dawn draweth near with relief. No sorrow, no woe is unending. Though heaven seems voiceless arict dumb; So sure as your cry is aacending, So surely an answer will come. Whatever temptation is near you, Whose eyes on this simple verse fall* Remember Rood angels will hear you, And help you to stand, if you call. Though stunned with despair I beseech you, Whatever your losses, your need, Believe, when these printed words reach you. Believe you were born to succeed. . Vou are stronger, I tell you, this minute, Than any unfortunate fatef And the coveted prize—you can win it; While lile lasts, 'tis never too latel —Copied. Milly Williams, Thames (age 14).

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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIX, Issue 21118, 27 February 1932, Page 4 (Supplement)

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LISTEN! New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIX, Issue 21118, 27 February 1932, Page 4 (Supplement)

LISTEN! New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIX, Issue 21118, 27 February 1932, Page 4 (Supplement)