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There will never be a time when I did not exist, nor in the future shall I cease to be, for we are forever.
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- Lorraine
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- November 30th - Good Night
- November 29th - Pumpkin Fest
- November 28th - What A Sky!
- November 27th - The Golden Hour
- November 26th - My Wreath
- November 25th - Surprised
- November 24th - Black Friday Shopping
- November 23rd - Happy Thanksgiving
- November 22nd - Prepping
- November 20th - Zoey
- November 21st - Forever Loved
- November 19th - He Stole My Phone
- November 18th - Congratulations
- November 17th - Chewing
- November 16th - Shame No-one Likes Him
- November 15th - A Train To Where
- November 14th - Dinner Will Be Late Tonight
- November 13th - It's Beginning To Look .....
- November 12th - A Chilly Bike Ride
- November 11th - A New Breed Of Bird
- November 10th - Happy Happy Birthday David!
- November 9th - The Love
- November 8th - A New Heat Dish
- November 7th - Where Pumpkins Go To Die!
- November 6th - Whose Woods
- November 5th - An Oldie
- November 4th - Shopping With Mom
- November 3rd - Down On The Farm
- November 2nd - Great Clouds
- November 1st - Lunchtime Walk
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