Dear My GOD!
Tonight, I talked to my father, also my mother.
Just like a kid, I told them: "Why not he (the GOD) pats me?! It`s too long that I have done and he has not done anything!"
They gone after some nice advices.
and I`m now so lonely regretful. Because:
You gently told me: "My dear Hossein!, I am still waiting!. please tell me, when, when did you come to me, just for some quite minutes, quite minutes that have not been sludged with dirty ideas?"
I can now answer: "Never, all I have done was to pretend that I have you and you don`t beleive in me! In this way, I could do whatever I want!"
I am now changed. My GOD, I`m here! ....
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