My stomach hurts and I feel sad for a person I admire and I do not know. And dad, the only thing it does is make fun of me.
It seems that the King of Pop, Michael Jackson, has died. And I have that feeling that makes me fatal. It seems that my dad has never admired someone so much, or I may be dramatic and sentimental.
Anyway, the music will never be the same.
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