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Thank you for your kind words and encouragement. GBY

If I could step outside myself and take a look at me as I'd stand there face to face dear Lord what would I see? Would I see success or failure by what standard would I gage would I see my life just starting or on it's final page? Do I stop and smell the Roses can I read between the lines...

Ebon were the skies above it was my darkest hour but just before all hope was lost I saw some garden flower She seemed so out of place and yet she seemed to fit right in and I was soon to learn a thing all heros are not men For true heros tend to stay the course and grow where they are planted...