Do you believe in past lives, do you believe in life

 Previous life, I am your roots, is a Lianzhao you, love you, but can not have your roots.
For you so I use black hair white hair, struggling to pray before the Buddha, the afterlife will never be able to join hands with you .
Buddha, the Millennium I of practice for marriage, your marriage led in the hands of others, I have to wait until after the millennium, to work together with you the edge. a thousand years of waiting, so far, I can not wait, I fear of sinking, love your heart, because I think of you, read you and withered.
Therefore, I have met you select the next life the pain again, and do not face pale without you.
see you again Geshi the miss is still hot, love your heart sinking, still waiting for you.
just, I forgot you had, the way you look athletic, I traveled that road, when is life and life from the memory to peel open.
somewhere, I'm holding you to find the traces, and asked each piece of drifting across the sky and white clouds, the sky has asked each of geese flying over only; your direction where? them Tell me: When you stop and stare One day, the face of the way, makes you feel the man is his heart rate.
Now, you are in front of me, so real, as past lives. still, I can feel your breath, feel the rhythm of your heart and I have the same frequency law.
just past lives and the pain-ting air extending life.
this life, I am with you, or two parallel lines, not far across the middle, but never close the distance. we each travel in its orbit, only the pass of the moment, enjoy the release of all the Acacia.
I miss my gentle, The most touching of your dreams textile. I used my most soulful eyes, carved into your deepest dream.
I love the people, ah, just because love you.
I burn my passion for you .
I love the people, ah, just because love you.
I put all the pain you bear.
there is a situation called crazy, love to the depths of no complaints from the, journeying to Iraq white head.
There is a love call to read, love to the helpless, loving homes as they read.
I love the people, ah, since I can not become your life forever, then, let me do it again for your life roots.
no oath, no send students, this life just waiting for you Acacia.
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Therefore, I have met you again choose the afterlife of pain, but also Do not you face pale.
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