sábado, 7 de enero de 2012

Unable to do anything.

Sometimes we thought we'd be a stuffed animal and not feel pain.But we don't think that then we can not do anything.Other times we thought we'd be a bird,to fly and escape.But we don't think we could lose or we might die by  being shot.Before we have to think we're fine as we are,because we have everything we want.I know sometimes we suffered a lot but we learn from each herror done.

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