Apart from false stories, I want to repent, yes my soul that I forget, despite my fear of the future, I find only wars and
intellectual whirlwinds, do not say that I do not care otherwise when I stand, but the mirror does not know my face. The
future or the old man who has eaten it forever in the meantime, I cry and I write I want to connect my idea indirectly to
the image in front of you, I suggest that you understand Yes, I am sure you will understand how much trouble go
through my heart and will always see, but thanks to God, nothing interests me now except the care of the parents
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