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My life fades. The vision dims. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos. Ruined dreams. This wasted la
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Now wait there stranger. A man can run and run for year after year until he realizes that what he's running from...is hisself. A man's got to do what a man's got to do, and there ain't no sense in runnin'. Now you gotta turn, and you gotta fight, and you gotta hold your head up high. Now you go back in there my son and be a man. Walk tall.
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Re: My life fades. The vision dims. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos. Ruined dreams. This waste - by Greg the dogsitter - 09-25-2008, 06:02 AM

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