I fell asleep for a couple or three hours after sleepless night and saw one of the greatest dream in my life.
It was im rhythm of my previous chessgame with canadian and also same not lucky for me: bright illusions in the beginning, sad illusion in middle and crash, crash, crash between and in the end.
I had to do all good and cool as in just one show or movie double, but all this waste stuff in the hands... how I can drink with Klichko with notes, keys, pens in hands?? How I can buy or interest my friends with these coins??
Or kill them with this knife for papers?? I fucked up! Need escape. They are over me for to punish, to fight with me, all my hearted friends... I cry, cry... And they are
hugging me, smiling and saying good words.
And I wake up
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