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A dream in Northport

 Years went by and hopes danced the dance of dreams.  Never give up even when the sky turns dark for one day the sky lights up and you can say.... Here I am Edgar Guest Can’t is the worst word that’s written or spoken;Doing more harm here than slander and lies;On it is many a strong spirit broken,And with it many a good purpose dies.It springs from the lips of the thoughtless each morningAnd robs us of courage we need through the day:It rings in our ears like a timely-sent warningAnd laughs when we falter and fall by the way. Can’t is the father of feeble endeavor,The parent of terror and half-hearted work;It weakens the efforts of artisans clever,And makes...

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