when is it now
dimanche 3 novembre 2013
when
I think of the fact that , but once I know , I know , it's been years ,
it was in front of me , I looked everywhere for something that is
there, then I 'm saying is how
it works, it is too simple, I thought he had to climb all the way up
and all the way down , it's not you that, what is there , there is not to
look elsewhere , but for the view must first be sought elsewhere ,
because every moment counts and the longer it goes the more it has ,
becoming unbearable, I say yes then I say no, it is an evolution that scores
, each time we pay attention , because the time is chosen, it is the
first , then it's the second , it is a champion, I like it , it is nice,
so we'll see
every Sunday after church , because what is in my hand I hold , I do
not want to lose it, it's been years that I think about it, it's mine ,
it's my job , and I
do not want to share , because what 's mine is mine , I have stories to
not go see it, it bothers me when I turn around , I wonder , I 'll make
an effort ,
I 'll wait until you drop , I'll go there in the hope that it can leave
on time , I hate not to try to pass easily , that's life wrong why
always say it is not that, then we do what we want , it's annoying ,
I'd laugh without opening your mouth, speak without having to make an
effort , but it is too
far, I 'm almost envy, it takes me , it tortures me , I can not give
up, I'm still in the race to win the title of world champion, but for
now I'm careful
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