Feels like a breaking through the cold walls hoping that there somewhere might be someone soft. And tired because dont know whatto do about this crazy craziness and the empty streets with weird people wearing masks – like some kinda thriller with zombie viruses. And a… i can only guess abuut how petrified are the people that watch TV. And a.. i thaught my english was better.. And a.. writing this stuff makes me feel like there`s nothing left inside me – cause everything i had – is right here. And a… i guess there is nothing else i`ve left to think about.

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