Nothing ventured. Nothing. Naught.
No venture started, none forgot
Nor even thought about, for ill
Or good. If I don’t start, who will?
You wrote a poem, while recharging. We four are doing the latter, solamente. JJKS. PTY
Sent from Judy’s IPod Touch
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