I saw this message, but I was not sure whether it was true, after I realized it was true, this fragile truth has no name, a nice event, we have been done differently, but the wind stole the sheets that dry out, there is nothing more to do, wait for it to dry, provided it does not rain, it was so widespread in the grass, but now I must go away, it is time to leave, it must also be bored to enjoy an easy happiness, life is hard, it does not play, we must continue , continue for days and days without seeing the light, and then suddenly, without reason, it is projected into a new adventure, which was no longer visible, it was dark, we are in the blinding light , all we believed in silence, this is a huge mistake, I'm not here for nothing, that is not true, I was alone in thinking when suddenly a snail happened to me, which I say, a snail, where is he, where is he, I know, all his life, but what has happened to me when I watched it, I ask myself this question