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The next period of time, called the day of the week, will put a knife to the throat, leaving the memories unforgettable. And all that you stay is frozen, waiting for either reprisal or pardon. I was your sweet, and you are my sweet, and the devil knows what happened in fact; Turn on your songs sad, and complain that the soul is now empty. And you already kind of fucked up to scribble snotty dresses about unrequited feelings, but then you again realize that, if not about that, then there is simply nothing; In other areas of existence, your experience is not dense. You sit and write everything, in a stacked concrete box, so small in this universe, and only you need it yourself. Such a desired dinner, but you do not want to. And sitting down on the last minibus, you take out the phone and start writing, for yourself, for him and for her, for everyone, and it feels like it will never end, but now you are already passing the mountains, faster than your "roof" faster than your "roof" . You want to sing with the most beautiful voice on the ground, but that no one would hear. I did not hear how you breathe upset, sigh more precisely. After all, you realize that you are finally lost, confused, spoke. Nevertheless, this trip would last forever ... But I want to smoke, and you go at a stop in the city center, you hear, knocking a heart, (you are sick of smoking a dumb creature, trying to tell you). Walking forward, you don’t look at your feet, you sweat ... I would still have thousands of options in your head what could happen, and what else can. The longing is still galloping, her mother ... a contactless fight, with you and your fate, in the main roles, they played lousy to be honest, and if my life has been to fit on the film, I would not watch ... Blink your ears. What would you not have shit in them. Back yet, return home and eat something. Everything is not so bad today.