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How can you say

How can you say we all are mad at Prince Sun? As a sunflower I owe him, It's a respect for him to give me life. But it's not mad or love. Don't trust everything that you see at the moment. Because everything happens with hidden reasons. Moment is only part of so long story. How could you guess its beginning and the end correctly? You can imagine the way you say sunflowers mad at the sun. But reality can't be seen or imagined easily.

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