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"one three one" and

"Miracle"

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(September Special Issue)

Thank you "love"

Last night, I slept soundly for less than an hour. Maybe it's because my heart is demanding justice from this world. I don't think I deserve to be punished for something I didn't do. But that doesn't make me as sad as when I have to decide to turn my back on the person I love and don't love...

“Eyes of the Hat Dog” made me understand that Gossip and loss are the truth. And that is a normal fate that a human being like me should have.

“Think of you every year” made my eyes water from the first page. and soon wet my cheeks Still, I patiently read on. Because that makes me miss my father. my great man

In fact, I often think of my father when I feel sad. But this book made my heart feel the love my father has for me indescribable. And I can't help but think that If father were still here What will Dad tell me to do?

Suddenly the answer popped into my mind. I saw a picture of my father sitting on his favorite sofa. no words Aside from calmly watching the tears of his daughter sitting on his lap. Strangely, that made me feel I don't need anyone's understanding anymore.

At this point I suddenly thought about it. How lucky I am to be born with so much love that so many people have given me.

The tears continued to flow. I'm not sure what form of fate I'm shedding tears for. But I'm sure I have to let the tears do their thing. My duty is to release the pain that rages inside my heart. To be able to go outside sometimes.

Thank you for the love of those who love me. that nourishes my soul all the time Thanks to this book, I was made aware of their love again. And thank you to the owner of this book for offering medicine to heal my sick heart.

Previously, I had learned to endure love.

But now I know

It's time for me to walk away with love.

one three one

The books mentioned in this article are "I miss you every year" of Mr. Binla Sankalakiri