so to say I am silent to try to understand how time passes here or there, suddenly everything becomes clear, it's dark and blue light shines a sudden, like lightning who knows the name of each person, he does what he wants and understands nothing uncertain when he sweeps in front of his door but he could move in one go without dancing a little too far right, then left, not that night he walked straight to the point of no return uncertain what to do next, it is not known, it was nice read books, we can not imagine a ton of information that comes down to: why a broad topic that n has not yet been as winter it goes from ball to ball never interested in what goes down, but eventually the urge takes him down to see how it feels, and there, stunned, a strange taste in the mouth, a bitterness that bleeds pig, there is one who knows what he wants, in fact not at all, just an idea that flies arise in my head, I evaluate the issue, there is interest, it emergency, all of a sudden I'm leaving never to return, it's done, is done well, that's the real question, what comes after, no one knows, a rebound or a crash, everything is fine for now, we'll see later