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Daily Archives: June 11, 1969

Learning Again

Posted on June 11, 1969 by Bruce Sterling Casselton
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“Everyone I’ve ever known has wished me well
anyway that’s how it seems, its hard to tell
maybe people only ask you how you’re doin
cause that’s easier than letting on how little they can care.”
Jackosn Browne

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