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Those we love won't always be there. That is a day I fear.

I hate you. Every time I see your photograph I can’t help but think back to all the things you used to do.

Too many people judge another based solely on the color of their skin.

We all believe in something, but in order to reach true success, we need to believe in our selves.

What if life on Earth, could be better than dreams of Heaven?

The children of yesterday cried out as boney children of today follow their route. The children of tomorrow look on in doubt as the children of for..

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