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I want to be rich...I want to be the richest man alive in my country. However, I failed.

Life is no game. You can not be restarted.

There is no checkpoint. There is no hope.

We are just one single dust in rich guys'

monopoly board.

Accept it!!!

Adapt it!!!

Survive it !!!

Random thoughts wake me up in every midnight. Everything , every thoughts,

every memory tell me that I am a loser.

Nevertheless, I won't give up.

I will find a way. I still have hope.

What should I do?

What will be the best?

How much money can I farm?

How long shall I be restricted in their palms?

No...Just focus in your present.

There's still an answer. There is always hope.

If you are alive, there is still hope.

Sadly, you can never lie yourself.

You can never convince yourself.

You are just a pathetic loser in this Era.

You can not do sh**t expect to obey.

Be a lap dog or food. That is your choice.

(several minutes later ZayYa stop thinking)

He closes his eyes. In the dark room, there is

nobody to stop his thinking. No noise to mess with imagination. In these time, only tik tok

of the clock can be annoying.

Tik Tok.

Tik Tok....

Tik.....Tok......

T..i..k.......T.....o..k....

""""""Ringgggggggg""""""

"""Ringgggggggggggggg""""

"Ringggggggggggggggggggg""

His phone alarmed him like a mad man.

He opened his eyes slowly but his right hand

know to stop the alarm. .

"Swipe"..

"Ok now Snooze "

Ah.. Today is like other days. Nothing special..

He said and..open his data network.

Instantly, he goes to facebook.

""No message""

Well,that's regular.

Two notification in his facebook app,he

checked. Someone invited to like his page.

((Fukkk)))

Ok,I must wash my face.

He stand off the beg and go straight to

the bathroom.

After all this done, he check his email.

Nothing special.. of course.

After he finished his meal, he just sit

in the place where he put his laptop

last years . . .

Well, today will be the same as other

boring days.

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