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May 2019
I am back in my room, it is heating already
It has been only four hours of gaming
It goes to easily, the heater is turned off
The window is open, and the fan turned on
It is too hot inside

I am back in my room, the energy is already flowing
My screens are turned on, light rays are filling my chamber
The computer is burning to compete others
To generate as much fps as possible in the game I play
The window is open, and the fans are turned on
It is heating inside

I am back in my room, life is coming back from the dead
Voices are heard in my room, bouncing of the walls
The floorboards are moving, vibrating from the explosions
Gun shots and screams are filling my chamber
The window is open, and the fans are turned on
It is furnace inside
ThatBrokenOne
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ThatBrokenOne  22/M/Netherlands
(22/M/Netherlands)   
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   --- and Monika Layke
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