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D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

Be Sure

Dreams are much like stepping-stones
That you’re placing on muddy ground,
Be sure your foothold is secure
Before you lay the next one down.

(1974)

Rewitten many times, same message. Author name: JEF ... James Everett Falcon

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Charlotte B. Williams
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