I came across a phrase on the weekend about birthdays and thought to myself 'I love that'.
'Don't count your years,
make your years count'
Indeed.
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1 lovely comments:
Love it. It's perfect. Just as I'm contemplating a big birthday this year, all came to a head on the weekend!
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