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The Advice

Help me Greg, I can't do it She doesn't want to forgive me. I tried. It's too serious. I couldn't help you. You have to go to God. How to ask, teach me. So, first of all Look for a suitable tree. Lean against him, and ask him. A tree has its root under the ground, And its trunk towards the sky. Through the tree, God hears people. It's beautiful. Be careful, don't just ask Ask and listen. He will answer you. He will answer you, that's for sure.

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