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Oct 2016
I'm trying not to chase my destiny.
     (Let it come to me.)
I'm trying not to force my destiny.
     (What will be, will be.)
I'm trying not to hold my destiny.
     (It soars when it is free.)
Kimberly Lewis
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Kimberly Lewis  Tucson
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