MX rashu///////November /17/11//2023//////; ////// /////////// There is no more happiness as before… in the atrium of the mind,
No more hunger pangs like before.
The mind now dies within four walls,
The mind does not sit with any enthusiasm for any work.
I have passed many steps in life,
Today I know why I think growing up is a sin.
When I was young, I was pretty … I wasn’t so crazy.
It did not matter whether it was the result of sin or it was good.
There was no action, there was no meaning, there was no trouble.
The whole day was spent laughing and playing.
As many deaths as grow up, grow wiser,
Today, no one cares about me, I have become a proletarian.
Today I have to keep everyone informed…,
If I die, I will have to dig my own grave.
No one cares about me … how am I,
In the battle of life, you die and live.
Sometimes I feel like dying by suicide…,
Sorry for the big sin

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