Epilepsy and beyond: A mother's journal of the anguish, grief, joy and triumph shared with her son.
hope is the thing
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886
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