when is it now

mercredi 22 juin 2011

in the certainty of the love I spend time wondering what it will become, the time does not pass for nothing, it seeks what is wrong and puts it center stage, we do not think about anything else it becomes impossible, we fall into trouble, what else to do, young people are far to hang on, the markers disappear, emptiness sets in, attention danger, the lack is great, where to find full, of course, I doubt that one day I'm happy the problem is too big and the body too small, too far from the star, the dream is dead, you can breathe just to live a dull life running at left or right, never up, you can go by against in  the bottom, where the maggots swarm, the fight is fierce, as we can we set aside the forces of evil, but an entirely departs, the vacuum is immense, there is nothing left to do, everything is defeated, this time as I wait I wait an hour to eat, for life is stronger than death, we must  spend time there was born for that, no matter how long it lasts, which is soft is alive, then we can always understand what is happening, it does nothing more, all in the event, a step or least it can change everything, can laugh like that because it is really anything

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