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Ending

To me an ending was a beginning and the start was an end. I never started at the starting line but at the end and went the other way. I never started on the right spot on a boardgame and I played the game backward. This seemed to comfort me. This seemed to be easiest. This seemed to be the right way.
The world was changing and I could feel it. The end could be at any moment. The start could begin once again and the past and memories we had will just be forgotten.
The past is present and the present is the past. The future is now.
The memories we had are useless.They get in the way. They cloud our memory. Even the most wonderful day of your life could keep you down. That day didn’t last for ever. For everything must come to an end.
I don’t mean to hurt you or make you sad, but to realize that now is now. The past is over.You must move on and focus on what’s happening.Help the world and change it. It is comming to an end someday.And once we die, everyone might forget about us, but God will keep us at heart.

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