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My nightly room

My nightly room Single man room, so good, loved place in my life, peace and home Night time from my bed I like watching the dark sky; stars, and city lights The night light of the tall cranes in the distance twinkles to the stars Good to live in the night, love friends the night, and dark in my life From the station after work, my first way takes me to the night shops My purchased drinks are accompanied to my home, sensual friends all I love them, mentally my nightly friends, and start living the night of my life Switch on the laptop, find good music on YouTube, drink, and do creativity These hours are the best time in my life, day by day, day to day, all of time Yes, incredible life Good to live this life to live Privileged life from life Given only one gift from God my life; it all – everything ‘Say thank you to the God for your life!’ Said Satan. ‘Thank you, thank you my life, oh God! Forgive my sins, but all sins want to create new horizons in my life Not for me, it’s not for mine, just for the fantasy world of mind.’ I said it to God. Life and mind are God. But God is the soul of the life and mind. God asking you about your life. Answer him, ‘I am doing my life, you gave me free will to live day and night, results are mine.’ ‘It’s not right.’ Said it Satan. You need to make sure your life.’ He continued; Hmm, for me interesting Satan’s opinions often. But this is another question. I understand him. Let’s talk later about it. Life is life Everywhere Every time In the street In the fields In the woods In your room Waiting for you Always Your life I live for the life I have no mine Dropped Goodbye life Please, find mine Glass is empty The laptop is off.

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