There is a Thailand story on the movies about two girls smuggling other peoples luggage, one day.
One girl set free.
You tell him right and wrong, “your father is on the phone I talk to him and your mother …they have to take you or else ….”
(Far benearth under the snow …)
I clean the house so this paper you sign at the cost every cleaning equipment your parenting house pay, including one future roof that’s after 25 years. Or every 10 years. I do what I want in the house. You get out.
Too tired…you lay down every one hour 5 mins, and get up again. The eyes or the body or the skeleton. Life you keep getting up, you have no other choices. The waking hours it’s really just half of the day, not half of the moon really.
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