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 Posted: Tue 4:14, 01 Mar 2011 Post subject: The empty street |
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An empty street, a few people comes and goes,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but every day, it puts on different story. As the young generation, we change a lot.
In the mood, we are different from our parents,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], some time; it is possible that we will quarrel with them only for small things, as the matter of fact, we have the different idea, and furthermore, we often think that their ideas can not put up with the times. At the moment, I want to write some thing, in order to leave a memory.
Beating the keyboard, my heart is pain, yesterday and tomorrow, then on your left my life, the margin of the previous life of the promise of this life,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], this fate is not sure what tomorrow how to predict who, not to mention that illusory afterlife.
All too late to expect, everything happened too suddenly. I think, during the period of the time,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I should learn to put down,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and put down the [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]. Every time I think that the review missed something, and then turns around and nothing. To pay serious attention to, but to vent off some new things. Perhaps the only fate is a sad look.
Every day, I buy cheap aion gold for myself; I do not know in the cheap aion gold, it contains what the story is. So I want to find the reason. I never think that experience an unforgettable experience as feeling like a thriller, the beautiful things always very short.
Just go to a firm grasp of it over the horizon like a meteor, though an abstract thing, a glorious moment to lure you.
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