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Then, I remember back on August 21, 1999 the sky was a real deep blue... yes, it was much bluer that day. Then, on September 6th of the very next year... |
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Poor sweet baby... |
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Pardon me, Lucy. But, I have a few things to do today. You know, ordinary things that have to do with living and I was wondering if I could have part of your year. |
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Here's the world famous writer proving once again his masterful command of the english language! "It was a dark and stormy night..." |
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"A light snow was falling... and a little girl, with a tattered shawl, had not sold a violet all day." |
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"Meanwhile, on a small farm in Kansas... a boy was growing up..." |
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If just one person believes in you... deep enough and strong enough believes in you... hard enough and long enough, before you know it someone else will start to think... if he can do it... I can do it... making it two. |
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