SIX DAYS TO LIVE
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Last published чтв, сент. 21, 2023
Just give me 6 days.
6 days is all i ask for. Your perception on life is disgusting because you see through others.
So give me 6 days to change your perception about life.
Because you really can't die on my favourite spot now. can you?
.............
All i did on that day was go to my favourite spot to smoke a cigarette and get my thoughts together. But little did I know life had different plans for me.
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