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Jan 2014
I laugh I cry, my God what gifts of emotions fly by!

I snooze I lose and mis-matched shoes. Will my day get better? I believe I choose.

I choose to bring the sunshine in my day.
I choose to allow God's manifestations work in me.
I choose to be happy because there's nothing this bad to make me curse, tell a lie, I try to look beyond them.

Isn't it crazy! Things are not bad. It's only what you make it to be. Laugh a while! Smile often! Stress less!
Kisha Rivera
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Kisha Rivera  America
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