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Reflections
My life is not actively taught to rejoice in all the bright bursts of happiness.
Clouds of black, immediately descend on my happy face, and the new burdens and troubles of many ills, transform my life into routine.
Behind it lies a new phase of the sun gleams happy moments and this state gives the strength to bear any hardship and begin a new rise to the momentary stimulus, which I spent in the soluble bliss of forgiveness.
A small pause and the struggle for life over and over again makes the peer at the world around me, the endless hardships and losses. I never cease to learn to bypass set at every step snares of death and so on until the very end of its existence.
Many did not survive the marathon of life, fall under the pressure of the crowd who push, someone called society. In fact, our enemies scurrying everywhere, it is people. That their thoughts are taken away from me is that not belong to anyone. Oil, Gas, lec and rivers. crafts and woven nature of the mineral wealth taken away from me and more. I am forced to pay for air and space uli I otanovilsya or lay down. Hunting has become a way of mastering my soul, living space, evolutionary daring. I began to tire and degrodirovat. Heroes died, the gods destroyed, now everyone expects to live only until tomorrow. Dark forces, as demonony roam the planet by selecting the unwanted, smart and bold. As the first persons nominated by people with such raskachennymi vices, which soon completely deprived of the possibility to smile. -Why are you so sad, they ask me my fans?
And I can not find words to answer ... I have menopause at all the social game associated with the scam people.
Knyaz_Tsytsak
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