I Am...Not (#JustWriteIt) (#SuperCharged)
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Last published Wed, Feb 3, 2016
"Think about your decision again, Clarence. Think not just once, but a million times. Just think about this; would you go to a dark place thinking and hoping that you will find a torch that will light up the surroundings, but at the end, no torch, nothing? Do you want to be disappointed? Would you choose a broken glass, if you can get a new one?"
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