Feeling woozy surrounded by jewels , cashing in the gold reserves to be put in my bank used to buy more stuff to fire another bullet to keep the war that's raging continuing( my own war on materialism) rotting away any morals left within my fragile brain .Freedom shall be mine soon along with the responsibility held with that . cereal for tea shall be had, excursions out into the cold not wearing a coat shall be made!
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