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The Past Of Us All

The past is allways present.
It is allways hunting us.
What would we do without it?
Nothing! we would be nothing!

Some people has a bad past.
Some people whant nothing els but to forget it.
Some people don't even whana remember it.
Some people has died because of their past.

Arn't our past what defines us as human beings?
isn't is our past that makes us what we are?
if we didn't have our past, what would we be then?
who would se be and why would we be that?

the past is a thing that we all have and nothing is going to change that...




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Publicerad 2008-10-27 17:12



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