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NEVER A MOMENT WITH NOTHING TO SAY

There’s never reallysuch a dull momentor a daythat I haveabsolutelynothingto say. But it’d be sillyand furthermore,beyond even meto blurt out every momentor yea,even everylivelong special and precious day, for,if I’d use every momentsomething to say,not all that I’d utterwould contain … Continue reading

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