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Can Karma Be Confused, If He Really Loves Me

  CAN KARMA BE CONFUSED? Can karma be confused? Coud it misinterpreted what I meant when I sid those words to you? Does a child’s rant count as a prayer when all he wanted was to play around? Could I be going through this for no reason as a mannequin of what not to be done? Why is my life taking such a huge turn before even letting me see what lies ahead of me? What must I do to stop the formation of this massive u-turn? Must I cut my veins to let the infected blood stop flowing in my body? Or shall I swallow more pill-ed remedies to eventually make my heart stop? Or are all those failed attempts in the past just a sign that I shouldn't try it anymore? Or maybe this'll be the time that it would finally work? IF HE REALLY LOVES ME Promises, they say I had made to God, agreeing to have this life... But I don't remember it one bit. So, should I still be accountable for something that I have not the proof of? Were the papers burnt? Where is the copy? If I did sign a contract wi

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