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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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booyah! I'm stoked.... he even took VA... I know you are loving that.
My dear brother is about to learn the harsh lesson of what happens when your ideals and faith in someone are shattered.
James, we will be here for you! Hope you don't have to sell any of your bikes to pay your taxes.
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