It's what we do, we continue on. Yet, what is the point? There is nothing ahead of us when there is nothing left of us. — D.R. Hedge, The Geri Rogue
It's what we do, we continue on. Yet, what is the point? There is nothing ahead of us when there is nothing left of us. — D.R. Hedge, The Geri Rogue
It's what we do, we continue on. Yet, what is the point? There is nothing ahead of us when there is nothing left of us. — D.R. Hedge, The Geri Rogue
It's what we do, we continue on. Yet, what is the point? There is nothing ahead of us when there is nothing left of us. — D.R. Hedge, The Geri Rogue
It's what we do, we continue on. Yet, what is the point? There is nothing ahead of us when there is nothing left of us. — D.R. Hedge, The Geri Rogue
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It's what we do, we continue on. Yet, what is the point? There is nothing ahead of us when there is nothing left of us.

— D.R. Hedge, The Geri Rogue
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