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a bruised reed he will not break, a smoldering wick he will not quench. Mt. 12:20
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bruised reed
just shooting questions to the universe and hoping that when the right time comes I will receive some answers, or if not, I will be given something to enrich my life.
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Wednesday, May 30, 2012
On the pains of growing
There are no shortcuts to growth. And there are no proxies, either.
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