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January Diary

January Diary

Dear sweet January

I till don't know how you do it but I appreciate the sense you give of a clear slate

which can inspires one to let go of the past and focus on a new beginning regardless of one's state.

The very thought of the hope you bring is so soft, comforting and feathery.

So Sweet January fill us with creativity,that way December would feel like it's just beside you rather than several months away.

Then there will be plenty of reasons in the other coming months to stay bright, positive and truly happy.

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Bradford

Hey cleo we all have pasts in our lives .we just need to let go and push forward straight ahead and let God guide your way. Hugs to you rock 

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Hello Hrl, that's so true. I just remembered the saying "Let go and let God". Lots of hugs. Cheer.

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Hello Cleo,

Good write, thanks for sharing, wish to co-write with you, my applause, my vote

So Sweet January fill us with creativity,that way December would feel like it's just beside you rather than several months away.

Love & hugs

Willy

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saraswati poswal

New hopes arise and new wishes get filled in new year..wish you luck..Cleo Tomi

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