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Jan 2015
IDK
I like to sit alone in my room sometime and think of the world. What have happend, what is happening and what is to come. Then I ask myself what and who am i living for, what's really my purpose in life?
Idk ....maybe I am someone els or maybe I'm just way beyond my thoughts of life. But is it good or bad!
Francis Taban
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Francis Taban  Houston Tx
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