His-body-wes-stiff-cold

There was a small child walking at night under the rain. he's cold. his body was wet all over. he does not know the way. beside that road. he sat on his heels. wrapping his body with his own hug. no sessions. his beloved ones had thrown him out.
The expulsion was never received with a graceful chest. morning and evening he kept pounding on the door hoping the door was opened by the master. then hugged him tightly and said. "forgive me please do not go". however. even tonight. that hope has not yet materialized. in fact. now her body was hugged by herself nobody and still under the rain. until suddenly an old bicycle light highlights his eyes from close range

saturday we add more .... steemit.
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