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"I think of faith as a kind of whistling in the dark, because in much the same way, it helps to give us courage and to hold the shadows at bay."
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Ex Thisn is a beautiful piece accompanied by a very powerful picture  A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. George Bernard Shaw Jenny
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yes your so right !! i live thinking that way with all i ever been with
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I like tiptoeing in the darkness, I want to hear noises not make them. However, I do like it when an emoji gets it right. 
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I’ve never met you yet l know you l carry you w me always faith is hope in knowing something is true when you can’t recognize or see it yourself big hug firm spank gorgeous enjoy your weekend!
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I know I carry a few special people with me at all times 
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9/10/2023 3:10 pm |
"I will remember you Will you remember me? Don't let your life pass you by Weep not for the memories Remember the good times that we had? We let them slip away from us when things got bad Clearly I first saw you, smiling in the sun Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one I will remember you Will you remember me? Don't let your life pass you by Weep not for the memories I'm so tired, but I can't sleep Standing on the edge of something much too deep It's funny how we feel so much, but we cannot say a word We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard And I will remember you (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) Will you remember me? (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) Don't let your life pass you by (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) Weep not for the memories (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) So afraid to love you, more afraid to lose Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night You gave me everything you had, Oh you gave me light And I will remember you (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) Will you remember me? (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) Don't let your life pass you by (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) Weep not for the memories I will remember you (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) Will you remember me? (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) Don't let your life pass you by (Doo-Doo-Da-Da-Da) Weep not for the memories, weep not for the memories..." 1999 Sarah McLachlan from the "Mirrorball" album
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many years ago, the first time my girlfriend at the time swallowed my cum, it struck me that some part of me might be used to make her body, bone, blood. It was a romantic thought for we were young and very much in love. This reminded me of that moment some 50 years ago, makes me stop for a second, smile and wonder if we're bound by that bit of protein on that long ago night though long ago we parted ways.
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Sweet Memories...🎶😎🎶
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You have once again reminded me of something through your words. This excerpt is from a letter written by Major Sullivan Ballou to his wife on July 14, 1861. It was before the first 'Battle of Bull Run' of our Civil War and he somehow knew that his death was imminent. But, O Sarah, if the dead can come back to this earth, and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you in the garish day, and the darkest night amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours always, always, and, if the soft breeze fans your cheek, it shall be my breath; or the cool air cools your throbbing temples, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah, do not mourn me dear; think I am gone, and wait for me, for we shall meet again. His entire letter is written as eloquently as this passage from it. I recommend you Google it and read it. Knowing you, and the size of your heart, I have little doubt that tears will be rolling down your cheeks by the time you're done reading it. If others here read my our comment, I recommend they read this letter too. It's a part of our American heritage that too few know about. Make Women Female Again
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Nice share that brings good thoughts...
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A doubters dictionary .. Buechner, I love his writings. “The original, shimmering self gets buried so deep that most of us end up hardly living out of it at all. Instead we live out all the other selves, which we are constantly putting on and taking off like coats and hats against the world’s weather.” Guess who said that .. smiles
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