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Jun 2017
Each road walked is different and still the same what eyes see what heart feels brings sorrow and sometimes joy to a journey of discovery to feel of another's sorrow is to open and understand that all of us matters as a whole
Written by
Harry clute  56/M/Iowa
(56/M/Iowa)   
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