Dried Sweet potato.
Falling back to sleep.
Feeling like I can get it done.
People who sleep in, when I don't.
Doing well in a new class.
People who don't take dancing too seriously.
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I feel the earth move sunward, I join the great march onward, And take, by faith, while living, My freehold of thanksgiving. ~from "My Triumph" by John Greenleaf Whittier
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