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President Trump Delivers Remarks at the 47th Annual March for Life

by Vanderleun on January 24, 2020

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rabbit tobacco January 24, 2020, 1:22 PM

“A nation that kills its young is doomed.” Mother Teresa

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PA Cat January 24, 2020, 1:56 PM

Gerard, thank you for posting this video. And thank God for a President who isn’t afraid of Planned Parenthood and its usual flying monkeys.

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andre January 24, 2020, 10:50 PM

Our nation is coming back to “life.” The enemy has planned to abort America, but our prayers and stand for what is right, is getting a hold of the hearts of the people.

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H January 25, 2020, 3:53 AM

Imagine if he’d shown up in Richmond last Monday.

Tell you what. What do the Donks suppose will happen if they win in the Senate trial? Do they think this guy will go quietly? Oh hell to the no. They might get him tossed out for a few months but they will find the upcoming election to be spicier than their wildest nightmares if Orange Man doesn’t have to show up for work every day and can instead devote 100% of his time to getting elected the second time.

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Walt Gottesman January 25, 2020, 6:47 AM

https://www.lifenews.com/2020/01/24/amazing-time-lapse-video-shows-hundreds-of-thousands-of-pro-life-people-marching-for-life/

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I Return to the Place I was Born

From my youth up I never liked the city.
I never forgot the mountains where I was born.
The world caught me and harnessed me
And drove me through dust, thirty years away from home.
Migratory birds return to the same tree.
Fish find their way back to the pools where they were hatched.
I have been over the whole country,
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My farm is only ten acres.
The farm house has eight or nine rooms.
Elms and willows shade the back garden.
Peach trees stand by the front door.
The village is out of sight.
You can hear dogs bark in the alleys,
And cocks crow in the mulberry trees.
When you come through the gate into the court
You will find no dust or mess.
Peace and quiet live in every room.
I am content to stay here the rest of my life.
At last I have found myself.

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