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Friday, March 30, 2018



I love Van Gogh. One of my greatest regrets is not going to the Van Gogh museum when I traveled to Amsterdam for work :(


They (your words) do matter - to me. Thank you for writing. It makes my day feel shared, if you can get what I mean.

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