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Thanks for sharing, Rob
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Hmm. This is very profound
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It’s a reminder to me. 🙂
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Ouch. That one hit home. I realize that I was doing that again yesterday and today. Thanks for the wake-up, Rob. Hugs on the wing!
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About moving and escaping the Swamp, I mean.
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We’re all desecrate to escape a filthy swamp. I just want to shower all the time. But I understand you’re speaking of a different swamp.
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If I stop to consider how little I know regarding everything, I’d do nothing. We clearly have a right to live and to be alive, or we wouldn’t be here.
I guess I’m still a bit of a hippie. Or maybe alot. 🙂
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