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In Winter our gardens, like we ourselves, must have the will and determination to make it through the months of darkness to face the cold and wind full of icy evergreen and yet survive freezing turmoil beauty.
Hold Fast To Dreams..... For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.
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