I am sorry for all your losses. I never wanted to be such cruel. It wasn't my fault, someone did wrong, and I was the one to be blamed. Not only people, I myself blamed me... But I am sorry that I was unlucky. But now that I am going forever, and won't come back ever, you must celebrate all you want. You must see how 11:59 pm looks like... for with a very heavy heart, I will bid you goodbye. May 2021 brings you so much happiness that will heal every wound you got....
Yours regretful year
2020


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