Past The Trees
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Last published Sat, Aug 31, 2013
Ever experienced A new life ? I'll be the first one to say I have ... Past The Trees . I can just forget as if the real world never existed , I have a chance to push behind the pain and lies . Past The Trees , I am free .
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