[align=center] Time had passed with the wind. . . . . .Watching the clouds in the sky high above All of my life regreting the past. . . . . .That passed throught my entire years of living The day I was born some peoples. . . . . .hundreds, thousands, millions, billions, or even trillions and zillions died but I regret that I am still living. . . . . .In this body of my prisoner soul that will be send to hell . . . . . .For I cannot forgive Even if I Die. . . [/align]

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