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I feel like my time has expired !_!
like I'm just an incongruous patch in every gathering, to every group and any individual !_!
something from unknown, inside me radiates anti-magnetic waves !_!
how I got here,
I know,
the way I chose.
if and only if I believed, I could say hello to Abraham.