To live day by dayIs not to live at all. — Conrad Kent Rivers
To live day by dayIs not to live at all. — Conrad Kent Rivers
To live day by dayIs not to live at all. — Conrad Kent Rivers
To live day by dayIs not to live at all. — Conrad Kent Rivers
To live day by dayIs not to live at all. — Conrad Kent Rivers
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To live day by dayIs not to live at all.

— Conrad Kent Rivers
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