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Impatient, I'm tempted to turn around. There is a method to my madness, all that is left to do is to exercise an inkling of patience. Despite the darkness, I must trek on. Zion awaits.
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Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 1:52 PM UTC
La lumière après le tunnel
Impatient, I'm tempted to turn around. There is a method to my madness, all that is left to do is to exercise an inkling of patience. Despite the darkness, I must trek on. Zion awaits.
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Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 1:52 PM UTC
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