Every three hundred and sixty-five days I promise to put more life into my years Rethinking what it means to be selfish Without being mean or unkind I'm devoting time to me and mine It may feel foreign at first but You just need to rehearse

Every three hundred and sixty-five days I promise to put more life into my years Rethinking what it means to be selfish Without being mean or unkind I'm devoting time to me and mine It may feel foreign at first but You just need to rehearse
This is truly wonderful, Sam.
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Thank you 🙂
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I like how you did this, Samantha. Well done.
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Thank you! 🙂
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