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Oh my God! I could not judge your game The event is- being- will be- Why the sun rose, set and the moon shine? Are all known to you! You float me on tears, sit him on a branch of a tree, babies sleep on her mother's arm- birds fly and sing melancholy song- thy no sorrow except happiness- Is the game you play with dude? If all of your will! Why counts curse and bless? Is it obligatory to breed heaven and hell? He who wit you, his mind is without fear, he had been died before he died, but he could not judge your game at all! @ Musfiq us shaleheen
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 8:07 AM UTC
God's Game
Oh my God! I could not judge your game The event is- being- will be- Why the sun rose, set and the moon shine? Are all known to you! You float me on tears, sit him on a branch of a tree, babies sleep on her mother's arm- birds fly and sing melancholy song- thy no sorrow except happiness- Is the game you play with dude? If all of your will! Why counts curse and bless? Is it obligatory to breed heaven and hell? He who wit you, his mind is without fear, he had been died before he died, but he could not judge your game at all! @ Musfiq us shaleheen
in our daily life we see something what makes us thinker about God and his activities which is uncontrolled for men...
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 8:07 AM UTC
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