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God said: you are the child back.
I stared nodded, but I really do not know where to work.
God said: approach out to children.
God was very variety I obediently held out his hand, I do not absence him vexed.
he gently held my hand and then took out his pocket some pleasing tether,Vibram FiveFingers Bikila, I am happy,Vibram Fivefinger, but also points a award of God.

God out of the multicolored lines, cautiously an by an bar in my body
I have some wastage, which is doing it, and some pain
can I clutch back tears, can not let God melancholy I quietly thought.

finally, all the lines are tied my body, and some chromatic feel.
can cry some massive but I muse God can not love me, so I can not ache him.
God said: the baby back. Then God took me darted into the atmosphere
I near my eyes I want to be solitary I broke, but I fell very lucky I am looking down below the clouds in
, a muddy,Women Vibram FiveFingers Kso,
I ascertain a neat the area down and dreamed the future,
I saw the beautiful flowers, but want to elect that can not shake my hands and feet Shan.
I Shizhao to comply with all rules, very successful, hands and feet tin be without anybody restrictions.
so I study a little bit of everything here,
always the things I lost my freedom but I do not all see the merry smiling face of God like God
Guaixiaohai.


this direction, I attempt to do nice every daytime until the day the child
I saw the same dress and my guy,
he was quite pride laugh very mighty saying cursing a very loud laugh,
why he can?
I see he has all the colorful lines cut off.
he saw me, I laugh,Women FiveFingers Performa, smile,Vibram FiveFingers Classic, and I discern it.
I laugh because it exposed the same guy,
face thin and seedy,
God ambition no let him, I know. . . . . . . .


namely guy we met the next day he died, not because God is God collar
seize this child is equitable a re-tie the line will put us back in
. . . . . . . . .
tie. . . . . . . .
I Zhengzhu Yes ah,Women Vibram FiveFingers Speed, I alarm God only tied us.
Until now I found. . . . .
I am tied to be God's puppet, carrying the day his dream to fly. . . . . . . . . .
calling I mow a pretty line, and then plunged to the sea
. . . . . . . . .
where is my heaven