You breath the Earth air, hurting you.
You look at the tree leaves falls where it belongs, hurting you.
You see the clouds, the sky, your tears filled up your eye frames.
The wind touches your cloth too cold, freezing, hurting you.
You arrive the destination too hungry, any bakery store hurting you.
You see flour, hurting you, you see nutmeg hurting you. You seeing cinnamon not aldehyde hurting you. Why don't you look at your own Organic Chemistry Transcript grade, hurting you?
That is called "Good Morning, America."
My weight today its 64.15kg (my eye lid needs to be heal....its American arrive at next by Hong Kong, its Ipad inverted image? )
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