If You Don't Go After What You

I Don't Believe For One Moment You Can Write Well What You Wouldn't Read For Pleasure.

Broken Hearts Healed. Maybe The Cracks Were Always There, Like Thin Scars, But They Healed. People Lived And Worked, Laughed And Ate, Walked And Talked With Those Cracks For Many, Even The Scars Healed And They Loved Again.

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The Very Young And The Very Old Often Saw What Others Could Not. Or Would Not.

If You Don't Step Forward, You're Always In The Same Place.