Live today. You never know when tomorrow will be a day too late. — Rochelle Carlton, The Quilt
Live today. You never know when tomorrow will be a day too late. — Rochelle Carlton, The Quilt
Live today. You never know when tomorrow will be a day too late. — Rochelle Carlton, The Quilt
Live today. You never know when tomorrow will be a day too late. — Rochelle Carlton, The Quilt
Live today. You never know when tomorrow will be a day too late. — Rochelle Carlton, The Quilt
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Live today. You never know when tomorrow will be a day too late.

— Rochelle Carlton, The Quilt
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