There isn’t a person you wouldn’t love if you could read their story. What a truth. My feet once again start to walk over the same road I have walked for months. Today is a day to be dressed for … Continue reading
There isn’t a person you wouldn’t love if you could read their story. What a truth. My feet once again start to walk over the same road I have walked for months. Today is a day to be dressed for … Continue reading
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