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Irony Of Life; Night Walker's Prayers

Now some thieves,I like to call them night walkers (with prostitutes too) broke into my shop and made sure I come back to little property and plenty heart break,and I did.

Now I heard when someone said something about the irony of life:that only a thief prays for you to make money.

I thought about it,what if that irony is not an irony but true?

How does a night walker pray? Or is the so called irony of life about thief really an irony or some philosopher putting plenty thoughts in our heads?

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  1. Anonymous22 May 2023 at 06:02

    Lovely

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  2. Anonymous1 June 2023 at 09:39

    There are putting plenty of thought in our head,

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  3. Anonymous27 February 2024 at 06:39

    Plenty of thought in our head

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