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Jan 2014
To worry about the future is to worry over what may or may not happen.
To regret the past is to agonize over what is unchangeable.
To live in the present is to create the future and replace the past.
The bad becomes good.
The large worries are swept behind into the dust,
left behind as the road stretches out ahead.
Live for now,
love for now,
play for now.
Because tomorrow may never come anyway.
Rose Amberlyn
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