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Monday, December 2, 2013

The other day I met a woman who has kept a journal for 10 years. I wish to do the same because when we're gone, all that we leave is our physical belongings, pictures and our words. Photos and physical belongings can convey only so much.
Posted by Priscilla Yeverino at 2:03 AM
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