One May not Reach the Dawn save by the path of the night
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It is our choices…that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities
Time moves in one direction and —> memory in another <—
Looking back to this date…!
Personality is born out of pain. It is the fire shut up in the flint…
A Garden is a Friend You Can Visit Anytime…!
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
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