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Now that I'm old, though often told "You'll never be old," by admirers conspiring to make me feel better by e-mail and letter, my balance is not what it used to be. I'm far too vain to use a cane, and though needing a boost to be loosed from my chair, I accept the dare to gird my loins and Youth-en backwards.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/6/2012 12:43:00 PM
Well said Nola....like it. - Have a lovely new week. - oxox love Anne-Lise
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