My Guess, Mr. Bush, is that You Have One Year
My Guess Mr. Bush is that you have one year to make good any promises you now indulge. The situations that need resolving will need to see more than words in that time. Rather you than me now, Mr. Bush. Seriously though, this, with a little luck is where you will make your name. As a man of peace.
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