Part 1

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Here I am again, in this cliff. 

I always leave this town but I always went back in here every 50 years. Some old folks might recognize me but I always re-introduce myself as my descendants. I might be my son or sometimes my nephew or worst my grandson. 

What a crap. I am tired living this life. But whatever near death encounter I do, I always comes back to life.

I once jump this cliff hoping for my death but I woke up in a beach and wondering why I end up there. Since then I make this my personal joke. I always jump this cliff hoping for my death but after trying for 300 years. I guess there's no luck in me from dying. For now I just jump this cliff for fun.

I tried motor cross, I also became a fireman and any odd job which is prone to death but still no luck. I guess there's really no luck in me from dying.


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