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Jan 31, 2003 22:14

The past is engraved but I can mold the present. The past is like an artwork, I can hate it, resent it, but I choose to marvel it. The stories and emotions it painted. The pictures when I shed tears, and when I laughed the loudest. It is the beauty of life you see.

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Yo. kathman February 2 2003, 16:21:52 UTC
Seems like I find new people on this crazy thing every day.

^_^

~Brett

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