it's the attack of the print is pulled all the trees, the flowers grow and I am living among friendly interventions, there are not monsters, there are smiles that mean nothing there are passages happy, true happiness is, I met him one day, I was wondering if I liked the car when my brain lit up, I had a message inside , my atoms, message one, it is I who think, that the body moves in all directions, from time to time he lets one feel, how I do not understand, this is a story this is a choice, throughout my life I see that there is a narrow passage that I take and I will follow until the end, hope easygoing, live is happiness ,