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My eyes are closed

my soul is sleeping

I am ready to go

I am ready.

This is my message to my relatives

which are all dead:

                            God bless you

                            Devil hang you

sweet dreams.

ANOTHER DAY (in another paradise):

I - This beautiful jacket, please.

II - Here you are.

I - This shop is beautiful, isnt it?

II - Yes, yes, it is mine.

I - Oh, I forgot. I thought...

II - Never mind, never mind.

I - I am sorry.

II - Never mind.

I - And...?

II - Yeah?

I - And what about your family? Are they OK?

II - Oh, yes.

I - Interesting.

II - This is my shop. My family is OK. It is interesting all together. Dont you think?

I - I just...

II - My life is so interesting...

I - Oh, I...

II - Excuse me... Do you have a cigarette?

I - I just... I dont know...

II - What? That cigarette... Oh, you dont smoke. Never mind. Here... In my pocket... I have one.

I - Thank you. But I really dont know why I have bougt this jacket...

                                                                

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