Sunday twilight

Sunday twilight

Hourly Town at 5 o’clock on Sunday Sunset
Well I felt something when I woke up from a sunday holiday afternoon nap
I imagined that I would die alone in the studio

Everybody has the fate of dying someday
Ok I do not want to pessimistically think of dying
Hahaha, I just want to kill my best time to work and die

Do you want to die after being watched by your family?
Hey, Want to die alone?
So Want to die like a hero?
How would you like to produce the last day of your life?
Uhh I was disillusioned with the smell of the beautiful woman’s farts
So I was disillusioned with the excuses of a beautiful actress
Huhh..I snarled and disillusioned the smell of Gepp of a beautiful model woman
Well I abandoned the illusion
And I vowed to live as a realist human

My mental age is 82 years old

I started the farmer’s work from Monday morning
82-year-old future me who is working farmer till friday
I went to the mountain to see the autumn leaves on Saturday
And on the last day of Sunday I woke up as usual in the early morning

Breakfast is toast and coffee
In the morning of the day, we were mowing the garden
And i ate salad for lunch
The salad will be the last supper
And slept after eating lunch
I had a wonderful dream in that sleep
I will see that wonderful dream forever

I want to live as an activist until the end

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