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Feb 2019
Time is not measured by the years that you live But by the deeds that you do and the joy that you give- And each day as it comes brings a chance to each one To love to the fullest, leaving nothing undone That would brighten the life or lighten the load Of some weary traveler lost on Life's Road- So what does it matter how long we may live If as long as we live we unselfishly give.
Leo Janowick
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Leo Janowick  73/M/Pomona, California
(73/M/Pomona, California)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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