Why…..we…think…its hard….to…find…Allah..He is…..too….easy….to….they..call….me….schizophrenia…
a….truth…I can’t…deny…it…
He….was…lying…on his…bed…His…delusions which…were…once…gone…have…returned…now…….The little…girl……is….as…cute…as…ever…but……what is….wrong….with…her…eyes….it….seems…that…she....hasn’t ….slept…for…years…The exhausted.....eyes...she has….wept…a lot…for….nothing….Welcome…back… my friend…..where were you….all these….days …when…I…was left…alone…I was…suffering…and no one…here…to…give…me…ecstasy…The…little…girl…is…not saying…anything…She…is just….looking…at him…as…usual…the identical….look….she…has taken…one step…towards…him…to go…as…close…to him….as…she…can….He….is feeling…restlessness…She has never…come…this…far…and …she…is wiping…off….his….tears….Awwww….Why…..He hasn’t felt…..his….tears…..Why….he hasn’t felt…that….he…is weeping…The….little…..girl….can….understand…this………………At…..times…..humans ……can’t….feel…… anything….Their……feelings….vanished……and…..it…happens…..when…..they…..are…..dead…and…..He….is….no….longer…..alive…..
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