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I often feel suffocated ... Life or Death ...

I have a feeling of suffocation, chameleon
impression that sometimes it's the fault of the fucking attic too small, it is sometimes confusion, sometimes stramaledettissimi are you with your problems, sometimes ceiling beams that seem to fall every time the hourglass of my imagination let slip another golden grain. Fuckin toy for an indefinite matter who likes to walk up and down from my esophagus, liver, while a more and more angry fans sent him to scream and curse ass with a closing fist. I can not breathe, Holy shit, God only knows how to change this attic with a shack on the edge of the Amazon forest, the my chair with a hammock, my ceiling with the sky .. I'm sure I'll be gone sooner or later .. well shut the door and I'll go. A
soon .. Storyteller