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“I know well that the greater and more beautiful the work is, the more terrible will be the storms that rage against it.”  
― Mary Faustina Kowalska

“Grown”

Sturdy little legs pumping, you run as fast as you can. Joyful and free as a bird in flight…chubby little hands fisted, you holler and wrestle and fight. He-Man always wins! Superhero cape in place, you swoop in and save the day. Tired little body at night, dreams of action! and power! and might! Over…


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