THE NEW YEAR IS SET BEFORE US LIKE AN UNWRITTEN VOLUME. ALL ITS PAGES ARE BLANK. LET US WRITE UPON EACH DAY'S PAGE THINGS THAT AT THE END OF THE YEAR WE WIL LOOK UPON WITH REJOICING RATHER THAN REGRET.
WITH LOTS OF LOVE TO ALL.
RAMAKRISHNA
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