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Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. William Shakespeare
LIFE IS NOT MEASURED BY HOW YOU SURVIVE THE STORM, BUT HOW YOU DANCE IN THE RAIN.
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Wow Pops...look at you. All tech savvy and all. Don't spend too much time blogging. We don't want you to get in trouble.
Love ya!
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