I think in some ways it's like that for all of us, living with the ghosts of things that used to be, or never were. We're all of us haunted by yesterday, and we got no choice but to keep marching into our tomorrows.
Keep marching, boys and girls. Keep marching.
From The Mostly True Adventures of Homer P. Figg by Rodman Philbrick
Keep marching, boys and girls. Keep marching.
From The Mostly True Adventures of Homer P. Figg by Rodman Philbrick
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