When Fate Play It's Game!

When Fate Play It's Game!

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Running away is the best solution. When my life suddenly crashed, I ran away. From Pain. From everything. Life is so unfair, I thought. The fact that when everything seemed to be Perfect then suddenly in just a blink of an eye it all crashed. Now living in the dark, I am. Hopeless. Lost. Until someone made it's way to guide me through the brightest side. I never thought I'd say this but maybe, just maybe. Everything happens for a reason. We must realized that When Fate Play It's Game it's your choice if you let it win.
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