амм пока все остальные брудят ровные пацики спектрят ну и чо

⣿⣦⣄⡀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣼⣟⣽⡺⣕⢧⢳
⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣿⣶⣶⣦⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣿⣗⣟⡮⣞⢮⡪⣿
⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣻⣝⡿⡺⠉
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣯⡇
⣿⡿⠻⠻⠻⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⢿⡻⡻⠻⡻⣿⣿⣾⢇
⣿⠌⠄⠐⠄⠈⡺⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⡽⠁⠄⠐⠄⢀⢳⣿⣿⣿⣧
⣿⣗⣄⢀⢠⢐⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡯⣀⡂⣀⢠⣢⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣕
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⡾⣟⣯
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢾⣟⣿⣽⡷⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⢿⢽⣻⣟⣿
⡣⣻⣟⣿⣿⣿⣯⠃⡛⡎⢞⠘⢡⣻⣿⣿⣿⣟⡷⡕⡕⣝⢞⣽⡇
⢮⣺⣽⢿⣻⡿⣿⣷⡢⠄⡁⡴⣟⣿⣟⡿⣳⣟⣽⡱⢣⢳⢽⡽⠁
⣗⢞⣺⢻⢳⡛⢯⢳⠹⠐⡘⢜⢝⢝⡺⡹⣝⢼⢱⢍⡷⣝⣯⣿⣄
⡯⣟⢮⢃⠣⠡⠡⠑⠈⠄⠄⠄⢁⠁⠨⢐⠔⢅⢇⢟⢞⣽⣿⣿⣿⣗⣀

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I guess that I'm confused again. Am I here, or am I there? I don't know. Over there, I'm everywhere. I know that. But here is connected to over there. Is that right? But then, where is the real me after all is said and done. Oh! There is no real me. I guess that's it. I only exist inside those people aware of my existence. But what about this me that I can hear talking right here and now? It's me, isn't it?

I see a ghost like every other day
And when I die you'll see me the same way
I got tattoos all across my face
You really think I give a ♥♥♥♥ about what you think?
I got a first class flight tonight
I'm gonna make things right tonight
I can't cry and I don't know why
And even if I tried, my soul is dry
And I know you wanna die, girl, and I know why
I swear that I wanna die too
I wanna die too

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