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I try to please him everyday he puts my efforts in ashtray. He says in full day, night! I say yes! you are right. He says, this husk to count I do as it is amount. I do all for little praise get lost, says he, what for gaze? slouch, I, but still try again my "again" goes to vain. I see myself on this 'chair' Saturday's dream or my nightmare.
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Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 2:23 PM UTC
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I try to please him everyday he puts my efforts in ashtray. He says in full day, night! I say yes! you are right. He says, this husk to count I do as it is amount. I do all for little praise get lost, says he, what for gaze? slouch, I, but still try again my "again" goes to vain. I see myself on this 'chair' Saturday's dream or my nightmare.
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Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 2:23 PM UTC
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