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1:59 pm
And I ask myself. "What have I done? Was I productive? Was I kind? Did I hurt someone? Did I love someone? Did I burn a bridge? Did I mend a bridge? Or did I make a difference at all?"
And the most profound click of the day, as the big hand calls it quits on that honest white moon which hangs upon the wall. For now opens a new valley of opportunity.
A new sunset which inevitably leads you on the forward progessing road. To that place Hoss, where all railway terminates.
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