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Dec 2018
I’ve been hearing how things are going from bad to worse.
We remember how good the days were when we lived in the past.
But each new day brings a promise and each new path opens a door.
We need to do a bit better,
care a bit more,
expect a bit less and
love like only a child can love.
Then graciously receive the bounty that’s in store.
Written by
Lou Gopal  M/Seattle
(M/Seattle)   
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