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Aug 1
And the world looks upon us when reaching the end of our days we are forgoten by the world despite all that time we've spent
here
So how can It be that we are forgotten so easily when we've all given something to this life that we
live
but we all fade away like a disappearing dream of yesterday but how can It be that we are forgotten so easily by a world we've given so much
to
Johnny walker
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Johnny walker  66/M/Grantham
(66/M/Grantham)   
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