joy bounced into the flowers and I sat down to dream of nothing in what happens there is always a little room to say that the key is to live, which made it possible to conduct his life without triumph of the moment of boredom,the truth hurts, drunkenness emerges, I'm still young, so what if I collapse, I could maybe do something else, but this does not take height, it is pressed against the window, we see what happens but we know nothing of what happens in the body, we walk all the time with him but not know what he prepares, we must bitten arm and the syringe are of our blood to see if all goes well, maybe one day we can look at someone without saying that we must always talk to him, it's annoying to always find something to say, but it is impolite not to say, so what I say hello, he said hello, what else to say, I'm here, too, is waking up, it's time to be, I'm finally listening, I open my big ears, I was deaf, now I begin to hear what my body tells me, it's been years that we know is, I know what to do to it is good, and it allows me to leave and come back, he remembers where I live, he knows my tastes, we respect and we respect the other body is the adventure of life, years to climb to the final day, the joy of this, I'm here and I stay