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Holding Hands 2
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Up the Mountain
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Out the Window II
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M.
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Young girl in raincoat outside looking up
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C.
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M. & C.
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The Thinkers
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Kitchen Help II
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Pucker Up
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Toddler boy on tricylce smiling back at camera
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Stripes
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Safe Refuge
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M., C. & The Deer
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“It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.”
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Rainy Day Blues
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Sweet Revenge II
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“I want my mind to be a sail, susceptible to any breeze that might be blowing across the lake of consciousness.”
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There's a New Sheriff in Town
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We'll talk of sunshine and of song, And summer days, when we were young; Sweet childish days, that were as long As twenty days are now.
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Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see.
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“There came a moment in the middle of the song when she suddenly felt every heartbeat in the room & after that she never forgot she was part of something much bigger.”
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Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.
