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Let the old slip through these fingers. My heart beats still! I’m falling, but now-- I build wings. I’m falling, but now— it is a good thing.
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Apr 23, 2012
Apr 23, 2012 at 4:51 PM UTC
epiphany.
Let the old slip through these fingers. My heart beats still! I’m falling, but now-- I build wings. I’m falling, but now— it is a good thing.
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susan-riordan
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Apr 23, 2012
Apr 23, 2012 at 4:51 PM UTC
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