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Some stuff i wrote after mock , only i can translate it . try if u wish
Life is monotonous , frustrating , an earth of sea and stone , enough to rip the heart out of lay . Everything is the same , the head , the warrior , the ppl , the life , moon , earth and sky , the complicate of the earth for me , the young to see and be , the hardships of the old are here to experience the young . I cannot be born again , I 'm here to stay I'm here to die , i'm here to lie but not to very well I suppose . The vac is here finally but to no relief , to no avail I am here , here but not long , at this height and can only last for short , soon it is back to ground , back to the monotonous , but only after , only after the 3 . Past and present I will do , hoping to excel , If only I suppose , if only . The screen I see before me is one of the only crt that is the key to my enjoyment , the key to my sanity . The orange is before me to add to my option , my chem option one of noise but of sweet melody , of sweet ...... sweet ...... music . Sweet love , true colours , the orange sky .
It's finally here , the mon , after mon as I had said it would , not bad , overrated .
The vac is here , I have not yet felt the wrath of its pact . But it will be soon , presently I listen to the orange sky , one of the best of rock . Soon it will be back to the mon but not yet , after mon is mon however that is the least of me . The guitar I will soon travel but at dusk , at the fall of the magnificent creature , the wound spills blood across the land tonight , tonight for another 3 I will go an enjoy I hope , but not wanted I , I hope we realise the kind of world we live in .
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