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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:43 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. J And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:44 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. K And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:44 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. L And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:45 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. M And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:46 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. N And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:47 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. O And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:47 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. P And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:48 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. Q And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:49 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. R (Almost....) And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:50 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. S And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:51 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. T And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:51 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. U And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:52 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. V And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:53 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. W And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:54 pm
Everything happens for a reason, but finding that reason... Sometimes when I'm riding through town, I look through the window at the many people walking down the streets and wonder how all of them have their own different stories. X And somehow all those Lives, all those Stories, are all connected in this world. They all affect each other in some way, indirectly, directly. ...is no easy task.
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