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I Believe

A friend sent me this email yesterday...loved it! So I thought I'd share it with you.
A Birth Certificate shows that we were born 
A Death Certificate shows that we died 
Pictures show that we live! Have a seat. Relax... and read this slowly.




                                            I Believe... 
                            That just because two people argue, 
                        It doesn't mean they don't love each other. 
                                And just because they don't argue, 
                           It doesn't mean they do love each other.

                                                       I Believe..
                                    That we don't have to change friends if 
                                        We understand that friends change.

                                                          I Believe...
                                        That no matter how good a friend is, 
                                        they're going to hurt you, 
                                        every once in a while 
                                        and you must forgive them for that.
                                                         I Believe......
                                      That true friendship continues to grow, 
                                      even over the longest distance.
                                      Same goes for true love.
                                                        I Believe.. 
                                    That you can do something in an instant 
                                    That will give you heartache for life.
This was part of the email... more to come tomorrow. Make it a great day!
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