Why is God cruel to me like this. Normally I usually always very strong to mourning regret because in life there is nothing to worry. I believe that I was to write, come to meet someone. But why God let him come and gone like this. It makes my world a clear maisot the same. I don't know, I have to wait, or do I have to cry over how long. Please let the strong with the ball and pointing, navigation lighting, with the ball.
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