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I went with you to watch you perform "You're really good at these" I said and applauded Well, since you are a young man full of talents, I even went to your football game. You scored... And I blew the Vuvuzela to my last breathe. "Wow you really good at numbers, an expert in swimming". I couldn't lie you were very good at all. Your medals I kissed,your trophies I polished. But do you sometimes wonder what am I good at? Tell me did you think God were unfair to some of us? What did you think i used the pen for, huh? For recording your scores? Well, since you didn't bother to ask, Let me brush it to your face. Just to tell you about my pen while you still wonder. It is my magical spade, deeply it digs into my heart. I mean,it's my Life support machine. The bridge,bond or joint... whichever way you wanna call it But to me is the strongest joint Between my physical and spiritual being. It's an engine driving me away from the Netherlands In a nutshell it's my heaven. This very pen praised your trophies and medals, It inked every accomplishment you ever felt proud of. Yes we both gave credits to you, But have you ever bothered to...? Date : Tue,8 May 2018

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Date: 5/11/2018 5:36:00 AM
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