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God said: you are the child back.
I stared nodded, but I truly do not understand where to work.
God said: approach out to children.
God was very variety I obediently held out his hand, I do not want him petulant.
he gently held my hand and then took out his pocket some fine rope, I am happy, but also points a gift of God.

God out of the multicolored lines,Vibram FiveFingers Kso Trek, carefully 1 at an bar in my body
I have some detriment,Vibram FiveFingers Bikila, which is doing it, and some anguish
can I prop behind tears, can not let God sad I quietly thought.

eventually, entire the lines are knotted my body,Women FiveFingers Performa Jane, and some colorful feel.
tin call some heavy merely I muse God can not adore me, so I tin not ache him.
God said: the child back. Then God took me darted into the air
I near my eyes I want to be lonely I crashed, but I fell very lucky I am seeing down beneath the smokes in
, a muddy,
I find a neat the place down and imagined the future,
I saw the beautiful flowers,Vibram Fivefinger, but want to pick namely can not push my hands and feet Shan.
I Shizhao to obey with all rules, very successful,Vibram FiveFingers Classic, hands and feet can be without anyone restrictions.
so I study a tiny morsel of everything here,
all the entities I lost my liberty but I do not always see the happy smiling face of God favor God
Guaixiaohai.


this path, I attempt to do good every day until the day the child
I saw the same dress and my lad,
he was quite arrogant smile very powerful saying swearing a very loud smile,
why he can?
I see he has all the colorful lines cut off.
he saw me, I laugh, laugh, and I watch it.
I laugh because it exposed the same guy,
face thin and shabby,
God will not let him,Vibram FiveFingers New Styles, I know. . . . . . . .


that guy we met the next day he died, not for God is God seize
seize this child is equitable a re-tie the line will put us back in
. . . . . . . . .
tie. . . . . . . .
I Zhengzhu Yes ah, I panic God merely tied us.
Until immediately I found. . . . .
I am tied to be God's puppet, carrying the daytime his dream to fly. . . . . . . . . .
tearful I mow a beauteous line, and then plunged to the sea
. . . . . . . . .
where is my paradise