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Nov 2015
There are times when I felt I was at the end of my rope
    until I realized that I could climb back up again.
When faced with depression or tragedy you feel like you are at the End Of The Rope, until you except help to climb back up again. It helps to know that you are not alone.
Ann M Johnson
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Ann M Johnson  Minnesota ( A Small Pop?)
(Minnesota ( A Small Pop?))   
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