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may be bad, because people tend to sentimental nostalgia,
can not accept someone in front,
ambition to forget one thing may take a lifetime.

I dislike myself, why do not extricate themselves stuck in the memories,
even the memories are painful, painful, all people can not let work,
if I will never cede them, then I 'll never happy.

some time, I have no nostalgic feelings,
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it as air, want to be seen.
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perhaps an day, a small, mini entities tin not, you will be brought back all the memories.
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a past people, how will accessible forget the past.

I like to come to not proof the forest solo, breathe, breathing air,
out his hand and stroked the ventilation, the feeling - lukewarm and cozy!
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seems to consider a lot, but it does not expect.

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and you masquerade to understand naught, let me prop one more than in the desolation of sadness.
almost, I like to memorize it is the same reason, it can be felt, not unraveled.

Looking back, as whether the long, long period,Supra Skytop II Shoes, sensibility a variety of precocious aging,
landscaping in constant memories, could not have had the feeling of the heart,
is time to memories out in the sun, reside fresh,
because that is the focus of my life.
time can change anything, do not know who said these words,
I forgot, when I do not believe after listening,
now, I trusted, nothing is eternal,

goodbye, our juvenile and ignorant, good-bye. I grow up .....