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October 12, 2007

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“There are days that feel disjointed. Nothing seems to go smoothly. It may be that we are hearing the muffled voice of soul within us, asking us to let ourselves be lost for awhile. We are not machines, but spirits in search of home.”
All the Days of My Life: A Yearbook of Found Sentences for the Human Journey, by Marv and Nancy Hiles

Posted by jen on October 12, 2007 11:11 AM

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