THE TYPEWRITER PROJECT

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Meow!! That was a typing cat! i am a typing cat! theTyping cat Says hello. Her name Is gibbus. She lives Under a porch

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Time and tide wait for no woman! Keep swimming upstream!

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Universal that person's acumen is esteemed but little perceptive regard such things that are.

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That cannibal you ate was the last one.

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The moon is/was a stroke victim

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you are and always will be darling

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It's encouraging to see the Raleigh area so lively and geared toward unity. . .i am hopeful that this spirit of unity wil continue to grow ever more . .

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Last August I turned 50. Went to Grove Park Inn with my best friend. In September, I went to Cuba with my cousin. Found a husband. Now I live in Raleigh. Wonder what'll happen next?

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There plant flowers. Tell your family you love them while you can. Be grateful for each day. Be grateful for time. Love. Death

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Raleigh is one of the most beautiful places on thsi land, is not only rich in nature but host several universities and colleges, I wish to have a city like this in my home country. Appreciate and be thankful for you have. And most of all enjoy riding a bike everyday!

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God gives us suffering for these reasons:1) To humble us 2). To draw us near to him 3)To pour out his grace upon us 4) To reveal our spiritual condition*See 2 Cor 12 for Paul's example of all of this

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the thing i love most about her is the fact that she does not try to be, she just is.

for the first time since i was a teen i feel the tiniest bit of hope.

i don't have faith in much, but this feels warm.

please let this be a healthy love.

you make me happier than anyone else ever has.

i never really believed in love. i thought it was something made for the movies...

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you await death death awaits you

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This is all too familiar but all too different,I have one of these for work. But I love my work.And I love seeing what's written here.

You are my cousin, friend.

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I had some sour patch kids yesterday

I was reminded of your taste

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The biggest myth is that there was ever a better past. That the past was more free than it is now. It isn't and now is still not good enough. That the past is to be glorified. It is not true. It is more free now and it is not even close too good enough.

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Don't mess with pigs.

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snowflake the way she holds my heart is like the sky holds the sun -gentle, loving, but tight: safe. the heart is a heavy burden.

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I have a class of 24 students in addition to my own three children ages 12, 14, and 15. More grueling work is involved in raising children. In any case, I went to work to teach 4th grade. It was difficult to get out of bed because I SPENT a large portion of my evening fetching my eldest son in the pouring rain. That is not the real reason that I was up late though. The real reason that I was up well past my newly established 9:30 bedtime alarm was that my son was having a brwakdown induced by the stress of being 15, expecting too much of himself, and the worst poison, comparing himself to others. rather suicidal thoughts are not to be taken lightly. Wanting everything to go away is not a solution to the problems of life. There are no lessons to be learned there. After couseling my son for an unspecified amount of time (time is irelevant) I fell into bed with my pa-rtner. I needed relief from the day as well...Getting little sleep led to a very tired day. We have no time for exhaustionin elementaetary school. The students were taught. Meetings were had. Children were brought to sports practice. Books were purachased . Have lessons been learned?

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Katy Perry is stopping in saying she wrote this first.