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The past is a river, flowing with our tales, The present is a flower, blooming without fail. The future is a dream, both bright and unclear, Embrace each moment, and let go of your fear.

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Date: 9/22/2024 11:54:00 PM
Wow! Congrats! thanks for sharing this delightful muse of yours. God bless you.
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Date: 9/14/2024 10:20:00 AM
Timely admonition Jay
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