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[Avril Arakawa]

"Avada Kedavra!" and all it's finished. A green light and that's all. One tear, one sigh...and he falled down without life. But on his face you can see something different. You can see hope. Hope for tomorow. Hope for a batter life. That is why he is death. Because he wonted for us a batter life than he had. He fought for us to be free. He met dead with his arms opened. For us! So lets honored his memory! Let's fight foward for liberty! Let's prove that he doesn't died in vane. For REMUS LUPIN!!!

Asta nu e pesimista. Ba chiar din contra, iti spune sa lupti in continuare. Si nici celelalte nu sunt. Zice sa le cinstesti amintirea, etc. Poate triste, dar pesimist inseamna sa te gandesti la lucruri rele. Nu e chiar ce am facut eu aici. Daca faceam o compunere pesmista puneam "Vaiii, daca o sa se intample" sau "Vaiii ce rau a fost". Nu asta am vrut sa exprim, ci din contra, chiar daca sunt triste. E o diferenta intre a fi trist si a fi pesimist.