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I walked a mile with pleasure; she chattered all the way.

But I was none the wiser, for all she had to say.



I walked a mile with sorrow; not a word said she.

But oh, the lessons that I learned, when sorrow walked with me.





~ Author Unknown




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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

very profound!