one day by chance

one day by chance I came across a hardwood, which surprised me because given the affectionate considerations I understand that I was wrong, everything that comes from the mouth it is as if we had done this once in his life, once while everything happens at once, it's a small miracle, everything is organized, there is nothing more everything is out, what happens then it is what, this month, March, everything is bound, it must come to maintain themselves in a role, is accurate, no passage under the sea, but a question that heats when it is time to change the memory to that everything starts is new, but in fact in such a dramatic change why not begin to understand what is certain while in all the other times I remember it does not work it's still the time going on, which is not negotiable, this large sand mouth ventilation, what should we do, have the sea in front, or the little red tool in the attic, is a way of setting the table , months I expect that I will still not lie down while the night is not the appointment, which then passes into the obvious dedication of tree leaves falling in the sauce that goes through there by chance, in rooms decorated with care that is not worth crying, everything is beautiful that's all, do not go wrong, have faith in themselves and grow in love, that else to do, to grieve for the dead, so that everything that happens is a little noisy passage through the pipes, but in terms of the mustard, I go right away to see what was happening, I like order and I do not support the best in sauerkraut, which gets along as the hunter returns to the earth, a little more than that and the time when everyone was gathered foreign currency changeuse who gives the air, and that's why, and for the time ripe, black dancing, but what is the funniest is seeing everyone without table and without doing anything wrong, for the simple reason that everything revolves around the axis is a little out looming shouting, it's simple but it's worth it to get into an absurd situation, for what happens in the world is a little in each tooth, which crunches is no longer tenable, because here we part, it is helpful and gentle, but still I understand that it can go in this sense, but it does not make me all that I did, because I've done more than my fair share, but still, it can go there, it's not so hard, we could even do it twice, like that we are happy and everything is in the best of the world, but here as well, not that it's done, but the pearl is in the water, should it be spoon closer and in what universe he must persevere, I pay attention to the patrol of hunters on foot, it is my pleasure to lunch together and when things change station I greet everyone and I am left alone in a sleeper compartment, which smells like vanilla, as do other than to savor the moment, everything is so beautiful and delicate, I do not feel so high and why I just continue to breathe without feeling miserable How I could I make that leap into the unknown without fear of wasting my time in horrible fair speeches together other brilliant would say that this is still a maneuver grain sprouted too soon in the yellow room