children with knives
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Hungary
January 19, 2009
I can remember for those years when I was young. I always wanted to tear down my girlfriends' flower. ( Certainly it did not happen too often.)
I thought that this behaviour is ingenuous, normal.
Years have flown away. I am not a young boy, any more.
Today I have two beautiful daughters. Some years later teenager kids will try to tear down my daughters' bloom.
In advance I am affraid. I am affraid to meet such a boy who I was.
But the history is in circle.
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