Edwards Quote #6962125
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She stood In the storm, & when the wind did not blow her
She stood
In the storm,
& when the wind
did not blow
her away.
She adjusted
her sails
In the storm,
& when the wind
did not blow
her away.
She adjusted
her sails
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posted February 14, 2014 at 2:50pm UTC tagged with edwards, elizabeth, inspirational
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