Dear Moli

Moli is my black horse at Estonia. It ages more than a hundred. He is witneses of World War I and II. He tried to be killed, but still alive, he is mix w pegasus, horse of Heaven, but he couldnot fly.

How to differ Moli and other horse? Just shout it up : "Moli i never gonna hurt you!" 

But, God cries that i left Estonia for Latvia, because noone care Moli and other horses until became sick and died. Dont let it be, promise that i still caring animals eventhough not worked at WWF (World Wild Foundation) anymore, said God.

And Moli could write on sand the chapter bible,  because the owner favorites was Lady Moli Mezzaine Byzantium  and she teached her horse this chapter bible. 

Yesterday, when i cried loosing my dear one, Moli cried, too --and Moli kissed me.

And about all God's creation, animals or plantations we should loving them, because it will giving back loving us as balancing world and ecosystem (environment), and we dont get boring and lonely.


Thank you.

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