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jordie_raoul

  • A Change

    The night grew dim and my heart became heavy. It beat against my chest trying to escape my wounded soul. One, two, three times too many did the metallic, invisible ...

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To have more, you have to become more. Don't wish it was easier - wish you were better. For things to change, you have to change, and for things to get better, you have to get better.
— Jim Rohn