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Lost time is like a run in a stocking. It always gets worse.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Age: 94 †
Born: 1906
Born: June 22
Died: 2001
Died: February 7
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God often used bitter experiences to make us better. Gold can be a helpful servant, but a cruel master.
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