Playstation
What can I live without
Definetly not playstation
It brings joy to my heart
Fills my soul
Makes me immortal
Playstation
The way to pretend
The way to live
Playstation,
On a deserted island.
Playstation,
As my friend.
Playstation,
Is my desert island.
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