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let it end in flames—let it burn all the way down.

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We can’t return, we can only look behind from where we came.

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Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map

thou mayest.

"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

I think you’re fishing for mountains in a sea of molehills.

H 4Jun09 #link
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