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When a beautiful dreams are real remorseless break, I was unable to go to hard work, can let the pain beat the... A series of wound, it have also overflowing with blood, the cannot bear to see. In pain, in sad, oneself still have to carry on the shoulder, in the bright place laugh, cry in the dark. How to do? Do again? And again, and again change dream change target, and again, and again to the merciless break. Some things, and could not control the end; Some people, this leave the total to leave; Some things, do not belong to own, never get.

Maybe... If... Maybe... These are all his fantasy, inferiority of live in a world of woven by oneself oakley sunglasses, to escape from the reality, the escape, escape all of all... Finally, regret it is their own, this treasure didn't cherish well, shouldn't cherish desperately to pursue. The beautiful scenery can always attracts tourists steps, little imagine yourself forgot I the way to go and how far away, when find, his careless to go in. Walking, ultimately, is boring, than walk while enjoying the scenery of this only once, than have no results, long time to stay more than good.

God is a naughty child, always playing tricks on the world, the world always complaining with the god of playing tricks on the fate of injustice, but don't know destiny is master in his own hand, god in the naughty also just playing tricks on, what is the result dopie , be about to ask yourself...