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Live, love, laugh


Life is precious as we all should know. We are just seeds in the dirt waiting to grow. As time goes by and the good and bad influences from our surroundings shine down on us, making us to sprout into our various ways, we stand. We stand tall and proud and we stick out from the bland crowd. We live to love and love to laugh. lets all just put our worries in the past and grasp onto this moment we call life and live for as many nights. As we're loving the life we're living, lets say thanks to everyone like its thanksgiving.
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