Old soul


 it is not exactly the revelation of the deterioration processing

it is a loss in little parts that announce through of the nerves some discomfort

is cool

like live in an expensive community shelter

open-day-night

we can use the secure of life and to fish and to live alone in a forest

or sing the forgot songs being grumpy

searching anything that causes

affliction

a lovely forgivable boring senior

pretending blind

or deaf

unbalanced maniac by the cleanliness

a truth soul of right

that hates strangers

family

and the world

which is how I am

I tried to take out the lamp of pole

and?

Are they crazy?

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