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be GrateFul for the Smallthings, the good things and take Moment for those in London today-who's lives have again been altered by tragedy. will be back in theSwing of the journal sometime this week, so stayed tuned, staySafe.

XVI.
"But wherefore do not you a mightier wayMake war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?And fortify yourself in your decayWith means more blessed than my barren rime?Now stand you on the top of happy hours,And many maiden gardens, yet unset, With virtuous wish would bear you living flowersMuch liker than your painted counterfeit:So should the lines of life that life repair, Which this, Time's pencil, or my pupil pen, Neither in inward worth nor outward fair, Can make you live yourself in eyes of men. To give away yourself keeps yourself still;And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill."
William Shakespeare from the Sonnets.