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.... I'm too tired of being here
... lonely and poor
like a fallen angel ....
.. who can not get up ..
... listening to the rustle of his thoughts ...
.. and the only thing I feel is pain ...
.. it pierces my heart ...
... my soul ..
... pleasant chill through my body ...
..... open my tired eyes ...
.. I see a black cat ...
... He looks at me with pity ...
... I want him to be with me ...
.. not to leave me ..
.. the only ..
... but he left me ..
... away from me ...
.. the only thing I have left is to stick a dagger in my heart ...
..... strong thunder breaks the silence ...
... my heart broke ...
... no one remembers me ...
...nobody...
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