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May 2015
I USED TO NEVER NEED A GPS TO FIND THE GOOD IN YOU, BUT AS OF LATE, I HAVE BEEN GRASPING AT EVERY MAP THAT I CAN FIND.
I used to be only able to see the good, where did it go?
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