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Pride and other sins


http://www.yourldsneighborhood.com/newsletters/wednesday_20100901.html

Actually, just pride. And selfishness. I just wanted to share.

Thank you, Joan for seeing it and sending it to me.

Thank you, Unknown Person, who submitted it.

I'm glowing.

Can you feel it?

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  2. How exciting and validating! Don't forget about all us little people you passed on your way to fame and glory. :P

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