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A good day!
 A good day that we tell a lie too
 Not kill each other people, I
 ...
 Why is not that day is today?
 Today again, an opportunity that God has given us to live, there you today that the sun gives light and heat that can be a good day we were waiting.
 We"re their biggest event today.
 This story, which I define my own personal experience is:
 I like the story that I started at age 20 or 21 years old I was. Siavash Ghomeyshi myself with songs I have been suffocated. Life for cold and dark and love that define the beautiful songs and poems were hidden, I spent days.
 Peak days of despair and frustration, begging bowl was lifted high and seek a legendary love! First person who found her first and last put their love! Bittersweet adventures occurred.  Love began the second season! Separation.
 Weakness was the era, was a suspect, or the financial inability or against parents ...

Or was it my fault?
Maybe around?
I do not want anyone looking to explore and to point fingers and make it subject to the above is not connected. Maybe later wrote. Separation of the second season began. I sat up nights waiting for that call we have. She was the pride or me! I look forward to so maybe I could visit her. Bitter. Those who have experienced this season knows.
Over four years. Bad events, and situations that can be obtained simply got out and I"d lose indifferent. Who plans to sabotage the time I got out and fired S. Oh my god how stupid I was ... Now that I think they understand just how wrong I was. Situations that have lost had used was ahead of many ...
(It remains open my mouth ...)
The four year coma to me like I was going, I found no time nor attention to everything around. Now that my eyes open and see what changes are now all around me, they were women, children were home and have a life and I still feel like I"m 20 years old and fresh way to start.
Sometimes looking for the culprit. I think to myself, Who is to blame? My parents? Laden? Brother? Era? I?
Maybe I can find to blame for the incident that happened, I coma for four years who is to blame but myself? Lack of experience, knowledge and youth caused me to hope that this time something good happens tomorrow, or better say the hope of tomorrow and enjoy the experience last time I ruined my life time. In the past, nor had I not lived and not tomorrow.

Now the shit but sometimes I repeat this mistake, but a cell phone display screen is such that I can recall that this is wrong:
We are lucky in the third sentence:
Experience Yesterday
Use Today
Hope tomorrow
Dear friend! I, as a people who had experienced coma and ruined my moment I arrived to this point and I hope that the bitter experience I do not experience; we will make our moments. Can we decide that a happy or sad, we can journey that we are going to be good pass or snake venom. We enjoy being together, work, friends, parents, and even the small things in life to enjoy. Our moment is now being spent, our choice how we remember it. Experience that we live in the moment is for us viable. Why do we have these experiences do not remember with pleasure.
We"re waiting for that day can be today, this moment!
The text of the message of the world"s all Shiites, Hazrat Ali (AS) to go to the end:
Stated: Finally looks like hard, opening the looks, and because the ring is hard to Bella; Comfort comes.
Good luck.

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