Our journey on this sphere is limited in time. Cliché, yes, but true. I think so much about life and its ending now that I am old enough for a senior discount. Some say– “I won’t write to her, let our sister be alone. She…
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Our journey on this sphere is limited in time. Cliché, yes, but true. I think so much about life and its ending now that I am old enough for a senior discount. Some say– “I won’t write to her, let our sister be alone. She…