believe, they say it is half way

believe, they say it is half way but where do i go anywhere, what else to do, go here or here, but certainly not with joy, because what is done is a specific dance steps in the night , various impressions and finally a single choice, sweet words, beer and potatoes, so that it is complete in a Hindu temple, and for the first time a clear gesture towards the crowd waiting patiently for the flood, because we know this is not much, we do not know how to prepare the future then what is coming, it's interesting but is it enough to fill a life, I wonder how to combine fire and water, the sea and the earth, joy and hot sauce, but that is a story that ends well as in the counts for children and occasionally a monster crush childhood for the day color black, one day it is time to act, one day it is childhood that fled, one day it is wonderful, but how many days before voiceless, age, without to do, nothing to say, nothing to do everything to admit, everything done immediately without waiting for the beast is determined to cross the line, and what is the atmosphere I think given the scene a bear eat honey to taste, and when I grow up a good meal in freedom in a field with light steps in the certainty of doing something, even if we are able to do that instead of having a good time, I think this is a chance to take in a given time finally to space