God !!! Cries out the man. Why have you made me so? The pain... the constant sorrow, the emptiness in my soul. Each day that passes seems an eternity. Every scaled mountain, presents but another mountain. The great capacity to love, which you have given, destroyed by every loss. Each joy, each triumph, every sunrise and sunset, Lost in death. Why have you made me so? When all could have been Angels at your side? And the Angel wept. My Lord !!! Why have you not made me the man? To have in a moment What I have not in an eternity.
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