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Your Moment to Keep: Your Courage to Hope

Restless morning rush, A sour hurry to wait for Th day be over. A treasure by day, Trash'd after six-thirty news: Pink lottery ticket. Drifting dinner thoughts, Plenty done & said-- none felt. "O th morrow's madness"!

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