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My Life21:31 Dec 28 2011
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As I walk down a hallway made of mirrors, I see nothing but doors and none are the clearest. At the end of the hallway the light goes dim, as the lights fade my memories thin. As memories disappear and the darkness sets in, I can only just remember who I am.
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