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May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
May the rain fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Irish Blessing
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Have a heart that never
hardens,
a temper that never tires,
and a touch that never hurts.
Charles Dickens
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