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Thoughts On “It’s A Wonderful Life”
Thoughts On “It’s A Wonderful Life”by Michael Doyle”It’s A Wonderful Life” is a different warMy kind of film and at times a lot moreThe critics can snark their hatred of platitudeOr maybe learn a thing or two about gratitudeThere is … Continue reading →
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