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Lady Death

she came in discreet way to me and asked me are you going with me? negligent and rude I told her I can't, sorry, but I have so many laundry and so many bills to be paid without delay but certainly for sure I'll release myself, only to have a little patience she sat down on a chair and said there is no problem I'm waiting solve quickly what you have to solve because the interval in which the traffic is quieter is small then comes the madness something you will not face, believe me you didn't learn on time to get rich to scream to shout you didn't like when you were a kid, when you were a teenager when you were in shape to attend meetings, meetings, boring events you won't even like it now. it's hard, you'll be spit expelled you will be too old for all this you will also be an "old sucker" which everyone will laugh at I'd like to spare you all this, hurry up a little I look at her face and I don't believe what she says poppies also grow on the heap and what a bright color they have hey, why do you mourn for me?

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Date: 12/10/2020 3:24:00 AM
When did you sneak in. Interesting piece you have penned. It certainly sucks getting old.
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