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“I remembered the poem Robyn had in her bedroom at Wirrawee, the one about the person saying how when she looked back along the beach she saw two sets of footprints, hers and God’s, except at the tough times, when there was only one set of footprints. And she says to God, “How come at the times when I most needed you, you weren’t there”? And God answers, “My child, I was there. Those footprints were mine; I made them when I carried you”. When I’d first read the poem I’d thought it was nice, but that was all. It was only now, when I needed it, that the poem became important to me. During the time I spent in the cell, that poem became about the most important possession I had.” (Chapter 23)