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As we approached the gruesome scene of a collision that had backed up traffic for 45 minutes, my friend, miffed at the inconvenience, cried: Why does this always have to happen to me!
Elizabeth Emerald
Author, D. Denise Dianaty
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That right there is it in a nutshell.
Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."
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