can we...?

can we...?

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  1. UnknownDecember 14, 2011 at 10:52 AM

    "Yes, we can"...someone cheered the whole world by his thunderous speeches articulated around these three words...now his own country is in damn tough crisis..!! Its better to ask oneself whether the question is towards 99% or 1% of the masses.
    :-)

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