I couldn't see anything,But I could hear...
"Father,please forgive my crime.You lead the right way in early morning, you are my beacon light in the darkness.Although i don't know either the light of color or the description of brightness.But father,please grant peace and warmth to my heart.Perhaps I will die,but I am not lonely,my little child who never coming into the world, just before me to enter the heaven first...I am bleeding...the pain will be short...
Father,please forgive my crime,please forgive the child."
Some people are pursuing me, but I have been exhausted.They are seeking me everywhere ,want to hold me, then sell me off.
I feel hurt, I am bleeding...at present, I could see the heaven...my child just died , the trimester of pregnancy, the child never coming into the world...If he could be born,must be lovable, like his father ...
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