I asked him so i stopped, making believe of whats not in there mr. Catelope?
I was stealing your night away Mr. Catelope, maybe I should be convicted for what i did not do Mr. Catelope?
Mr. Catelope was telling a story about his runaway bride faith, so i stopped again and listen. a story of the forgotten son and the daughter, Mr. Catelope said.
May the rest of your day be good, Mr. Catelope, I had to go and make a life today Sir. It was okay he said, it was such a bright morning Mr. Catelope said. Or perhaps we need to conquer the people Mr. Catelope asked.
Indeed the rest of the day we need to conquer people so i answered, what kind of conquer did we need to act, so i asked. He did not reply, Mr. Catelope, it was only a nod to proceed what i had in mind.
Mr. Catelope walked away, screaming the whole way, "forget whats in you! Forget whats in you! Mr. Catelope screamed.
I spent the rest of the day, trying to make a life not a living, I tried but didn't succeed, so i succeeded the day thinking of Mr. Catelope and what occurred in his mind. Weighing the sigh of human kind, of what make beliefs do we need to sight? The sound, the joy of people mind is what we succeeded to create. And Mr. Catelope said "forget whats in you, forget whats in you"
Maybe the beliefs we all had in ourself is the burden we need to let go. Letting go of whats not real, to be the industry of human kind. It was a burden to believe in non-existance, but it was too hard to not believe of what comforts us. Mr. Catelope, dear Mr. Catelope. I hate foreseeing the unseen Mr. Catelope. But dear Mr. Catelope, can you make my day a life not a living Mr. Catelope? I have to runaway now Mr. Catelope, the convicted mind is chasing me Mr. Catelope. The afternoon tea has gone bad Mr. Catelope, we need to have our night cap in the Afternoon, perhaps Mr. Catelope.
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