Our life conception is the dream. After many dreamed years, we felt as a traveller of the future time to look for the nostalgia of the past. We perished, but the dreams no.
And I sleep and agreement for the next nightmare that torments me: the universal pretension of the return to the slavery of the Chinese communist regime. In the bottom, the history of the civilization is always an any emperor to dream in imposing us the nightmare of the dominance in the eternal darkness.
What more I should do for anybody to accept my friendship? Will it be because I can just offer him the integral vision of the content of the world degeneration?
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