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Jan 11
Remembering happy moments,
Thinking what life is before.
I had it all,
Until something changed.
I stoped growing tall,
I reach the end of the calendar,
My knee is acking,
My beard is growing,
and may hair is turning silver.
At this point of time, life is
about struggling.
Juan45th
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Juan45th  30/M/Philippines
(30/M/Philippines)   
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