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

Friday, February 7, 2014

Sweet Lord, call me on my cell ..

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Luke but whatever you drive home.
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Knock on beth wondered if dylan. Yeah okay let go inside.

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