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iPOST!
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Continúa, Has publicado mar 31, 2014
"Karma karma karma is looking for you 
What you gonna do when they come for you 
Karma karma karma is gonna find you 
What you gonna do 

How beautiful is this life 
How painful is this life 
How beautiful is this life 
How painful is this life"

 
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I became a corpse for unknown reasons and I would like to know how I died. When I woke up, everything seemed to change when I woke up again. Because I am no longer the same as my previous skills or past life. It was as if destiny had changed my life from being poor now to being a towering star in the sky. Being poor and destitute in life, opportunity once again lifted my state in life. What does this mean with the sudden change of state in life, am I appointed to bring the curse of love. Or is it my duty to destroy their clean name. Or maybe they chose me to be the tool against the one who hurt it or maybe this is also their way of revenge. Why with so much that they can use why me I am just a humble ordinary simple woman who dreams of uplifting my family life. I have reached the desired comfort in life but in another person I have come. So my family and siblings how to know me if am as a different person. How else can I pretend to be such a person. I know it's not me and him? because they use my body to build up the destroyed personality in my replacement. They want to use me to pay for the one who killed him or they seek justice in his death. It is inconceivable that this opportunity is the thought of way to catch the real perpetrator. They are very thirsty for justice so they made sure I was chosen because my life is not well known being person. Their planned revenge so he swore that day he would come back again and claim the life they took. He knows that it is difficult to take the step or path to the justice he seeks. Can you try to use this personality in your own desire to love again. Is this also the key so that you don't experience how to fall in love in a natural way. How long will this madness end? What else do they want to achieve in life I want to be me. Is it bad for me to know that this face is dead, why would they want to revive it. Can you just shut him up? and just accept it. Let's find out how she can escape the assigned task or just accept it.
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