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11/22/08

Jorma

As time goes by, we tend to forget the pain of an ending.
Through the pain we have to try to see that the ending is not the end at all, but a start of something beautiful and beyond.
...
To the memory of my sisters father
He gave life to the two girls that I love the most
Posted by pia-johanna at 12:37:00 PM

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