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One Hope

Last night i was in a shead sitting on a chair,i was looking at a mop.Suddenly,i undertood everything.This World,this Earth lives for money.Long time ago its was the same issue but nowadays this is evident,that the sky is crying at some point.In the World there are a lot of paper i mean - money.Paper has a power over the people,but the toilet paper is excluded.It doesnt have this power.I don't discover America,all people know that,but no one is warrying about,like me.Someone is running,someone is hurring up.The world belongs to those,who has money,many money.Is the truth in money?
Is that fair? Maybe im 2 foolish for understanding.Well,you've got a lot of money,so you own me? Its like a famous picture "Pharaoh and his slaves".
I have a girlfriend and i hear girl's conversations.They like succesfull guys,who have money and a freaky car and so on.No love and no friendship,nothing else just the dollar bill going on into there pockets.c. I have a car,but this robot-machine-car belongs to my daddy aka Elephant Betman,and in plus this rucking crisis.We are floating among debts.Sorry for hard words.
And we are not alone.But we are the only one,who will live in a room with grandmother and her horse.
I wish i could help a horse to live in his stable and a grandma to live in her nice house.This is not suggar falling from the sky!

The moment came adress myself to all the nations of the World.Ha! No thank you,maybe later.Success,please? Yee,maybe later! Now i must to pack all my stuf and my table in a box and go to my granny's house.And with my granny we will open the store righ|here.Unique things,for sale.Thank you! Follow up the news!

 

 

 

 
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