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Dark invisible, staring at the night sky there are few stars. I sat in a fragile chair located at the corner of the room, staring out towards the open window. Kicked in the broken wooden door. The sky is not bright, the clouds have blackened. Marked rain will come, drenching the universe and its contents. Right, then the rain came with a rumble. I picked up my guitar, strummed it slowly enjoying the tone of the music coming from the rain. As if the sky and rain faithfully accompanied me, lightning came in the lightning. Not at all I closed the window, I let it. The smell of wet soil began to smell, the calmness in my mind began to come. The wind and cold air that followed, added to the cozy atmosphere in me strumming my guitar. But why does it still sound lonely?
. Suddenly I realized, I was born to be alone.
Dark invisible, staring at the night sky there are few stars. I sat in a fragile chair located at the corner of the room, staring out towards the open window. Kicked in the broken wooden door. The sky is not bright, the clouds have blackened. Marked rain will come, drenching the universe and its contents. Right, then the rain came with a rumble. I picked up my guitar, strummed it slowly enjoying the tone of the music coming from the rain. As if the sky and rain faithfully accompanied me, lightning came in the lightning. Not at all I closed the window, I let it. The smell of wet soil began to smell, the calmness in my mind began to come. The wind and cold air that followed, added to the cozy atmosphere in me strumming my guitar. But why does it still sound lonely?
. Suddenly I realized, I was born to be alone.