The AlMighty God has been asking you: O People what do wish for....
You're saying Nothing, My Lord, we're very happy the way we are.
You're saying Nothing, My Lord, we're very happy the way we are.
That wasn't serendipity. That's destiny. My mother wasn't there anymore. It's stark, pitch-dark. Colossal, abysmal despair. Then, I found her: My Lightning Bug. -- For my Print and E-books: Go here, please: http://pothi.com/pothi/ Here's my E-mail address: maqsoodqureshi@gmail.com
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