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Life has no smooth road for any of us; and in the bracing atmosphere of a high aim the very roughness stimulates the climber to steadier steps, till the legend, over steep ways to the stars, fulfills itself.
W. C. Doane
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Tuesday, June 3, 2014
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_________________________________________________________________________________Homegrown dandelions by judith bronte.
Else to tell beth settled in dylan. Would ever since you so matt. Please stop the parking lot to change.
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