FIVE FEET TWENTY, THE WRITTER MEN. IS WAITING FOR THE TOUCH OF HIS HAND. STRAIGHTENING HIS WRITES STILL WITHOUT A PLAN, LIKE THE EVERY DAILY... WISH THAT BOTHERS THE WRITTER MAN, COULD I DO SOMETHING TO MAKE HIM LAUGH? INSIDE MY LITTLE ACCOUNT MADE IN WATTPAD... SO HE LIVED THE WRITTER MAN! WRITTER MAN! WITH HIS PEN IN HIS HAND. So he stands... To watch the whole wide world, from his room! Way up high, in the sky, with the rain, in his eyes... Ain't it nice? The life's forever for...
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