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Once upone time there was a baby which noone expected and waited for.
The baby was growing having just one knowlade 'It shouldn't be born'.
The child was day dreaming day after day - just to pretend to be someone but himself.
When he looked at mirrow - he couldn't believed - it was him again -It wasn't a dream!
Slowly past time and he has grown - just to find out that he doesn't know
- who he realy are.
He was looking and looking among diffrent thing - shorty he become a slave to most of them.
When his body/mind/spirit was to sick to fight - he start to think - that perhaps it all was nothing but lie.
Only then he was open enough to see the light in his pointless life.
He opened his eyes and looked around to see in a 'new' way the people and his life.
In the end he started to ask himself 'God why I was so stiupid to waist so many days?'.
He started to be greatfull for each day alone - since noone know if tomorrow will come.
Slowly his ego was dieing away - for him to be able to be born AGAIN!
The baby was growing having just one knowlade 'It shouldn't be born'.
The child was day dreaming day after day - just to pretend to be someone but himself.
When he looked at mirrow - he couldn't believed - it was him again -It wasn't a dream!
Slowly past time and he has grown - just to find out that he doesn't know
- who he realy are.
He was looking and looking among diffrent thing - shorty he become a slave to most of them.
When his body/mind/spirit was to sick to fight - he start to think - that perhaps it all was nothing but lie.
Only then he was open enough to see the light in his pointless life.
He opened his eyes and looked around to see in a 'new' way the people and his life.
In the end he started to ask himself 'God why I was so stiupid to waist so many days?'.
He started to be greatfull for each day alone - since noone know if tomorrow will come.
Slowly his ego was dieing away - for him to be able to be born AGAIN!