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To Those I Address My Talk
To those who have sold their souls to be evil. To those who worship none but devil. To those who can’t enjoy life without causing harm to the others. To those who pretend to be friends, monitors and fathers. To those who have challenged God’s cannons and claimed to be liberal. To those who claim perfection, your frailties are several. To you I address my talk today. To you I would say: That you one day bitterly will pay. The day of departure is never far away. Sooner or later, you will surely pass away. But the pain you have caused will never wither or go away. Innocents’ people dreams you have horrifically slain . You’ve curtailed their ambitions and would kill them if they complain. You left them disorientated and knackered of this prolonged battle. Iit’s not about religion that I am speaking. But about their torn humanities that I am grieving. Because religion is not preaching, but its’ about well treating. Let my voice blast the obstacle of silence that prevented speaking. Let my heart be healed of the agony he is always keeping . My talk is not about pleasures or money. I know it’s freaking. But life is ephemeral. So, think twice as long as you are breathing.
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