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Your Strength

If hope is the thing with feathers That floats on the wind Your strength is the iron bound in roots of an oak gripped in sand’s shifting whim

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 2/22/2011 7:18:00 AM
What a wonderful thing to say for Noah. Who might he be? I felt so proud of my son Jeremy when he graduated law school two years ago. Nice to see this one. Andrea
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