Wash your paws, alley cat. Once you're dead you can't come back.
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Monday, January 6, 2014
Here's to holding on
Sometimes, when you try so hard to hold onto something, you don't notice it slips out of your hands; you open up your clenched fist and realize you are but holding on tightly...to yourself.
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