A Message from MICHAEL'S heart.

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Would আপনি prefer it when I was dead? অথবা when I had never existed? But then আপনি wouldn’t have my music! Would আপনি like to do without ‘Billie Jean’?! My সঙ্গীত আপনি প্রণয় though, don’t you? Just not me. But I create the সঙ্গীত to make আপনি happy. আপনি torture me with your disgraceful words. Words can sometimes hurt so much আরো than punchs. Often I sit in an edge and cry. I ask God for what I have to suffer, what a reason I’ve প্রদত্ত you. Cause I never did harm to anyone. I am afraid of আপনি ‘cause you’ve hurt me so badly. And I don’t even defend myself. I simply hide behind my masks. Oh, how I hate these masks! Under them I can hardly breathe. But I have no choice, it’s the only way to protect myself. But আপনি don’t like it when I protect myself. You’d prefer to kick a defenceless man in his face. but this favour I won’t do you. I don’t need to be ashamed for anything I’ve done. And as I can see at you, dear Unknown there are people who understand my message. My বন্ধু and me, we don’t go into the war with tanks. We come with sunflowers to all of আপনি even though আপনি laugh at us and snap our ফুলেরডালি off. Maybe আপনি will understand not before not only the ফুলেরডালি but the whole sun goes out. With my music, with what I do I would like to bring a light into the world. But is it necessary that I kill myself until someone believes me? And until someone believes me that I just want to do good things and that I suffer from your hate? But then আপনি would be outraged: “And the children?!” Particularly আপনি would say that, আপনি who would প্রণয় the most to take my children away from me. আপনি say they aren’t my children. আপনি say I couldn’t educate them. How do আপনি want to know this?! And is it important then what blood is flowing through their veins when I would die for them? Your jealousy and your hate make আপনি blind for what প্রণয় means. আপনি don’t know me; nevertheless আপনি have already judged me! You, those reporters who hammer me at the ক্রুশ in the morning, আপনি listen to my সঙ্গীত in the evening! That is not fair! আপনি are not interested in what আপনি write if it just attracts readers and causes headlines. But my name is enough to attract the people. Why is it always necessary to denounce me? Why don’t আপনি write something positive, there আপনি wouldn’t have to খুঁজুন so long! Why do I have to be ‘Wacko Jacko’? Can’t আপনি see that the only one I’m hurting is myself?! আপনি hunt me like I was a piece of cattle. Isn’t there anybody who sees that I’m also a human being?! Where do আপনি have your heart? Where do আপনি have your mercy? Where do আপনি have your love? If just one out of ten people who get this letter tries to understand me, already then my life is it worth being lived. Peace, প্রণয় and Kindness From my heart, Michael Jackson.”

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