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Crisis

Crisis Suffering is my brother, my sister, following me always Named by Crisis Oh, dear Crisis, why are you watching me always? Please, please, do not monitor me Do not monitor me. I don’t like psychologists. Psychology trampled my life, all my life goals and desires. There is only one. Only one psychology. The one that killed my life Named by nebulous Nebulous psychology. Goodbye life Goodbye life Goodbye life Goodbye life … My life is sunk in the crisis, and I don't know what to expect. I need my life, but psychologists destroyed that What is the future? What is the future of my life? I want to live Still, I don’t want to leave I will stay I am staying And continue my life

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