when is it now

dimanche 25 octobre 2009

patience measured to the centimeter, no accuracy to one hundred thousandth therefore unlikely chance encounter, an amicable settlement to avoid going into force in anger bad advisor but can be placed at the heart of the action to color a scene Life without flavor, taste your disgust at the entrenched camps of hate going on the attack, the more time to rescue the wounded, death lurks around the body to breathe the soul flies away, time is allowed rot, he did what he deserves, without him we can not finish and we did not start at the beginning, we did not and it leaves room to breathe freely, This tiny body that pushes us to have a place in the sun to warm his old bones, hateful retreat from Russia, the cold is the brain, limb paralysis, inability terminal widow remained at home, a suicide again, too much pressure but think that the unemployed with no pressure except that of their bankers, the unemployed commit suicide in despair at not finding work, but want to be bouncing when you sign the credit, money fresh smelling organized theft, more hope, the world is rotten, too, inside that pulls in the corners, the molecules disappear, my mind is slow to eat pasta every day, a sugar slow, how many days before the end I still hungry, there's even the poor who are fat

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