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I don't need you
I don’t need you
I don’t need you, I don’t need you
I don’t need a woman in my life
I don’t want to give you my bad life
Never. Never. I want to save you.
Save your life. I respect your life.
I respect you. I respect you.
Goodbye
I don’t need this life. I don’t need your life
I don’t want life. I forgot our imagined life
Nothing exists. Our life exists. Nothing.
Nothing. Deleted with you my life.
Goodbye.
I just need the Ancient Life
But, how can I find it?
But how can I find that?
No answer. Silence.
I am stupid.
Dreams are my life.
Dreams your life. Dreams. Not reality. Still not yet.. - Said Satan.
But everything. Everything. In your projected life.- Said Satan.
Dreams are real. Maybe.- Said Satan.
Not every time. - I answered.
Not every time? Your life is a dream. - Answered my Satan.
I am just a suffering soul - I told Him.
Yes, you are mine. You are my student. - said, Satan.
Am I your student? - I asked Satan.
Yes. You are my student. You are mine. - Answered Satan.
I am alone. I loved someone. But I don’t need her in my life anymore. - I said.
That’s right. You are right. Forget that woman. Another is waiting for you. - Said it me Satan.
Again? Again? I don’t want the “loving” life. I don’t need anymore - I said it to my Satan.
It isn’t in your life that English woman anymore. In my hell, your life will find a lady forever.- Said it me Satan.
I answered Him: I don’t want to live in this purgatory-style human world in my world anymore.
Come with me. - Said it me Satan.
I am on my way. -I answered Him.
Come on. - He said to me.
Oh, Master!
Oh, Vilmos!
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Vilmos Zoltan Galyo
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