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THE GREAT MEANING OF SORROW By Sae I complained to life Why is it always me who blamed Why am I always suspected All

round I When I'm good, no one believed when I fall, all cheering when the rumble of laughter, grief becomes a loyal friend there is no beauty around me but God loves me all exams are lessons patience and effort is the key sorrow is a blessing in disguise

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