Every thing has changed unbecoming has become becoming we are in a spherical object toiling and longing all day forgotten we are while living our living is unpredictable that which visit unaware especially when we are in the middle of sweet world when our soul is troubling not when our failure has been passed from the time we are born we dreamt of this day we thought is a citadel of the tired while is a home for all a more than black domen before we go we will be covered with a small house built with planks and designed with material that is feeblish while into you can’t experience just like sleeping you can only experience when you woke up many woke up from sleep and still wants to sleep more did you have to trouble your might looking for means of extra
Every thing has changed unbecoming has become becoming we are in a spherical object toiling and longing all day forgotten we are while living our living is unpredictable that which visit unaware especially when we are in the middle of sweet world when our soul is troubling not when our failure has been passed from the time we are born we dreamt of this day we thought is a citadel of the tired while is a home for all a more than black domen before we go we will be covered with a small house built with planks and designed with material that is feeblish while into you can’t experience just like sleeping you can only experience when you woke up many woke up from sleep and still wants to sleep more did you have to trouble your might looking for means of extra
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