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Friday, July 1, 2011

Bad Day

Theoretically, I couldn't see it,
But I think God want me to view it.
View something shameful that I've been accused to.

Every nerve ending in my body is electrified by hatred. But no matter how angry I am now, I know no one could protect me anymore.
Be strong is the only thing I could said.

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