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best frend loving him, more than anything, but being best friends. laughing together, and never stopping. swapping accident stories, making sick jokes, and loving exquisite culture. he'll never know that there could be more, even though that's all i think of.best frend
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childhood dreams bond between strength and class, bulk and power, the case of the soul, the wondow is the eys. beholding the wonders, fears, tears, flaws, and beauties of our universe. oblivious to the destruction of it all, it all comes together in a sunrise, and the colour shows the fall of it in the set. twilight expands and form expires. nothing but the cripples to be judges before those who have yet to fall.childhood dreams
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Peace of Goda man stood atop a gigantic mountain, seeking God. as he satnds there, waiting for God to speak to him, a rushing wind picks up, and soon vision is impossible the speeding air. next, a fire roars through the forest around him, burning verything in sigt, and the heat incredibly intense. and then still waiting, the sea below him swells with anger and passion, covering everything in a glassy coat. an earthquake erupts into life shaking not only the mountainthat he was standing on, but the entire landscape. he is knocked to the ground, waiting for the shudering earth to be still again. but he did not feel God's presence in any of these events. soPeace of God
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remember life is a journey. and during that journey we all meet people. and people will do us both wrongs and rights. when my companions with do me wrong, i will go to a beach, and there i will write what has been done in the sand. in our good times, when my companion does me well, i will find a boulder, and chisel it in stone. this way, what wrongs have been done will be washed and eroded away with time, and the rights will be etched in stone forever , to be remembered.remember
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Rome...Rome... Magnificent city where ancient meets modern, mingling it through centuries, while your history is carved on walls and rocks, inked with blood from your heroes, watered with the tears of the fallen, once a glorious empire, where power and greed corrupted warriors and emperors, allowing the enemy trespass your doors, barbarians profaned your ancient beauty and your pride was your doom as you fell defeated, there was no mercy for you... Secrets of you can be listened nowadays, as they are whispered while walking through your streets, while the echoeRome...
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