There stirred behind her face a sense of life and purpose and mirth and caring that made her seem to be in motion even as she was still. There was a kind of rhythm to her, even in motionless repose. I said, “Energy contained by grace, maybe.

Everyone is trying to accomplish something big, not realizing that life is made up of little things.

I&#39;m always the last person they go to with a sequel, because I&#39;m the most skeptical. You know, I&#39;m very proud of what we&#39;ve done, and I don&#39;t want to screw up our series.

Let me knows, your worry will goes,
Thats my Prapose, Accept my rose.

Written By WrStrange

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