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We all seem to have a period in life, little or lengthly to where we feel like we are living in a nightmare. You almost go to bed and hope that when you wake up it will all just be okay. You are being put through a lot, Do keep us posted, I am so sorry you are going through rough waters right now. Best of luck wishes, and whatever else you need.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. R.I.P. Bandit 7-12-08 I love you I miss you.
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