all my friends and my people, visit here for spiritual uprising.the birds sing here, and angels cover your sorrow with their white feather.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
i was encouraged to write a knol about my mother, an evil to die.
i will wrote a wiki on family knol about my mother, a distorted soul all time in dark. she persists in dark, and nothing of change of hope can shift her selfish and foolish.after dinner i wonder the girl whose once restaurant near ema's house, and ganster around my family. God save their poor life superficially prosperous this moment in the eccentric city, led them see who is the gifted, and who doomed to cover with earth properly meaninglessly.
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