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Its all gone

No backpacks...
No Windhoek...
No Patrick...
No New Year...

Its all gone

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Anonymous said…
...and where they saw barren land I saw fertile land to be ploughed...and when they saw ruins I saw a kingdom rise up from the ashes...and when they said Master "its all gone"... I said its only but just the beggining
3/12/09
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