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Jul 2015
At the beginning you meet your friends,
In the end, they all lie.
At the beginning you meet your family,
In the end, they all die.
At the beginning you had a dream,
In the end, it's called delusions, or yet that's how it would seem.
At the beginning you had a purpose, you had chores,
In the end, it never ment a thing, it was without a cause.
Life goes on,
But unfortunately we all must know about the beginnings before the end.
Adriaan Harms
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Adriaan Harms  SA - Bloemfontein
(SA - Bloemfontein)   
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