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Monday, December 31, 2012

It's the end of the world, they said, and we keep saying, Happy New Year! Let's go outside! Let's Occupy Earth! Let's celebrate and love our beautiful world. May we walk gently within the network of life.
Posted by linda at 9:40 PM
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