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Do Not Think

Fools rush in where Both angels and devils fear to tread. They know that procrastination Is the thief of time and space. To be, or not to be Are not questions – they’re replies To the quintessential quandary. Don’t think. Go by your gut reaction.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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