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There comes a point when you must accept that certian things will always be there. Certian things will always be tempting, waiting, whispering from the back of your brain, or your heart - whichever it may be. There comes a point when you must just let go of it all, accept that it is part of you and move on. There comes a point when you cannot dwell anymore, when you must accept and over come, because if you don't it will conquer you. There is always time to take a stance, always time to move ahead. There is always time to make amends and always time to forgive and forget.