Life goes on.
And I love my job.
And I can't complain.
And I won't.
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I believe the sun also rises. Dries our tears, bringing the blue skies of day. I believe the sun also rises. Lighting our past, driving the darkness away. Wake up oh sleeper, the daylight has come.
2 comments:
Good on ya, boyo
then stop complaining all the time. geez.
;)
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