People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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What are the chances I will learn the dances
that I need to cut the figures of my life? To
navigate a time both full and rife. Rife with
promise, rife with pain. That which makes our
time rich and varied, single, married, widowed
or divorced, the forces which lead us round the
floor, take us places to explore. But wait, wait,
there’s always more. Spinning like a carousel.
The gold ring waiting, if we’re brave enough.
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