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When the world moves forward too fast for some people, they try to pull us all back with their fear.
Libba Bray
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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
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These are hard times. The world hurts. We live in fear and forget to walk with hope. But hope has not forgotten you. So ask it to dinner. It's probably hungry and would appreciate the invitation.
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All things are possible.
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