My Antagonist
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Ongoing11m
Last published Sat, Sep 13, 2014
Remember the best thing you have heard, its what will keep your heads up but remember also the worst thing you have heard, its what will keep your feet on the ground yet pushes you to move on.
As there is something to remember, so as to forget because to forget is to live but you have to live in order to forget.
It is a story of an ordinary man living in an ordinary world with an ordinary vision in life who dreamt only for an ordinary things that shook off the world into an extraordinary one. A blast of realization that life is easy but it will be hard yet if it is hard, it is just getting easier.
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