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Happily married~Your Words Surround You Like Fog And Make You Hard To See- Blackbeard ~ DM for friends only. Fins Up Always Forward

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There are 2 days in a year that nothing can be done. The 1st one is yesterday. The 2nd one is tomorrow. Just focus on today. That’s all you have immediate control over.

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I agree with Matt. One of my Drill Sergeant’s was a VERY in shape black man. He looked like Apollo Creed but he was much bigger. I would’ve taken a bullet for that man

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They will point you towards home No matter how deep or how far you roam They will show you the surface The plot and the purpose So, when the journey gets long Just know that you are loved There is light up above And the joy is always enough Bubbles up

They will point you towards home 
No matter how deep or how far you roam 
They will show you the surface 
The plot and the purpose 
So, when the journey gets long 
Just know that you are loved 
There is light up above 
And the joy is always enough 
Bubbles up
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I don’t remember the exact date, but 19 years ago this month I was diagnosed with Chiari Malformation. I’ve had more MRI’s, CAT scans and blood work than I can count. I’ve had numerous surgeries including brain surgery. I’ve had a stroke and of course I have a ton of nasty little

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He left the smell of the land behind and rowed out into the clean early morning smell of the ocean. The old man’s hope and confidence had never gone. But now they were freshening as when the breeze rises. Ernest Hemingway “The Old Man and the Sea”

He left the smell of the land behind and rowed out into the clean early morning smell of the ocean. The old man’s hope and confidence had never gone. But now they were freshening as when the breeze rises.
Ernest Hemingway
“The Old Man and the Sea”