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		<title>Continue to wander your old home while you think</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;BleusDragon:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Standing in the empty hallway as the wind blows past, you see the house reconstruct itself before your eyes. Remembering a time when you were oblivious to everything. A state you now consider to be pure bliss, but also unattainable. Walking round the corner you remember the days when your parents used to smile together and huddle in front of a warm fire. But that is long gone.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Did you know then...that bringing me into this world would have been a curse?&amp;quot; you say as if they are there listening. &amp;quot;And if you had...would you have spared me from it...&amp;quot;. Feeling a single tear drop from your check you feel your natural strength kick in and stop you. There is little to offer from wandering any further you head back with your decision firmly in mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[http://editthis.info/create_your_own_story/Begin_your_journey,_there_is_no_turning_back]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Continue to wander your old home while you think</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;BleusDragon:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Standing in the empty hallway as the wind blows past, you see the house reconstruct itself before your eyes. Remembering a time when you were oblivious to everything. A state you…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Standing in the empty hallway as the wind blows past, you see the house reconstruct itself before your eyes. Remembering a time when you were oblivious to everything. A state you now consider to be pure bliss, but also unattainable. Walking round the corner you remember the days when your parents used to smile together and huddle in front of a warm fire. But that is long gone.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Did you know then...that bringing me into this world would have been a curse?&amp;quot; you say as if they are there listening. &amp;quot;And if you had...would you have spared me from it...&amp;quot;. Feeling a single tear drop from your check you feel your natural strength kick in and stop you. There is little to offer from wandering any further you head back with your decision firmly in mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Head Back]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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