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May 2014
I choose to live in past thoughts.. For the future you are not there. This world has no home for me.. This future can only be sare. Past memories of bright times and Exuberant places. This Future world full of grey color and shaded faces. The future oh i canny see.. For the past you are my home.. There's no future for me... In the past I choose to rome.
Mr Mojo Risin
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Mr Mojo Risin  Edinburgh
(Edinburgh)   
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