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Feb 2014
When we have fear in our hearts, apathy is the compass.
The distance traveled is our pain.
When we have faith in our hearts, love is the compass.
The distance traveled is our joy.
Mind followsΒ Β heart,
painting pictures of the scenery.
Alice Sun
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   NitaAnn
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