I'm sitted on a bamboo tree and wondering if this is how my life was written in the book of Life, I must have been a killer in my previous life, yes that explains my misfortunes. There is no other way of explaining it. I sigh and look up, the sun set looks blissful from where I am sitting and I take a long view of it, it is the only beautiful thing I seem to enjoy in my life and it's all free.
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