There is light at the end of the tunnel.
Hemingway wrote this one:
For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
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-Imp
I lived in the best of times and in the worst of times, and that makes it safe to say that I’ve done myself well.
My therapist says my criminal record is from my irresponsability . . . but the man will never bother the family again.
they came, they saw, they took; and now im dead