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and sometimes

people fall for the same trick, again and again and again...
dont they know the punishment for blindly following the wrong truth is death? and the person using trust as a weapon will have to pay for it for eternity.

there is still one way to end all this. ask for forgiveness and we shall put all behind.

Comments

brocasarea said…
true!...happy weekdn bro:)
Jeevan said…
so true. there conscience will kill them.
Mythily said…
What happened GP !!!
Nahuatl said…
Don't go to extremes. There is nothing beyond the edge.
To achieve more stay inside the range. That's how everything goes.

The prey at the edge of a herd gets picked up by hunters. Remember.

Don't jump to extremes.

How r u?
Ghost Particle said…
//The prey at the edge of a herd gets picked up by hunters. Remember.// always will brother :)

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