Worry not.

by Blasphemy   Jan 20, 2009


I have gone to where my fathers before me have gone
I have done what has only been done before me
I have seen, what only those before me have seen
I have reached a place, where those before me have.
We have done great things, as those before us have.
We ask questions, that those before us have asked.
We repeat what many have done before us.
History is a repeating song, that which we can listen to... but not understand.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Mishka

    Listen to
    and never stop listening to... (:
    this is great 5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by Mishka

    Listen to
    and never stop listening to... (:
    this is great 5/5

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