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Dec 2012
Some people are fortunate to be bless.
Then for some.
It just happens.
Love works in mysterious way.
It has for years.
It has for decades.
It just happens.

Unlike plotters.
Who plots to accomplish a mission?
And then tries to blame upon liquor.
We know them well.
And exactly, what they are going to say?
It just happens.

Luck is a happening event.
It comes to you.
When you least expects it.
When it hits you.
It leaves you in total suspense.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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