when is it now
mardi 7 janvier 2014
all
day every day to get ready I start to do more in less time to hold it
in my arms, but before I go through it begins to make more corners , so I
'm sure nothing miss
, because it's my anxiety , this thing is lacking but I have my tactics
, I know where my place not to have to confront , because when you're
in a mess there is likely miss
and meet that will change my life, for the last twenty years I am not
the same , it is a litany of prayers that this continues, I'm at the
same level , it may be more but
I'm in a new genus , beliefs drying in the sun but tomorrow I 'm sure
to make a leap as in the ridiculous passion collections I always pay
attention to the presentation, if I ever had the chance of losing it wrong
, there are moments that do not feel good, but when I put the turbo I
do calculations whether in traffic I can move is a highlight that it is
possible change
to have a new vision, it allows me to see that it's all my time in a
field that is not far , I am silent to let the goats , the pleasure of
living , lying , looking
at the sky , seeing what I see , can not be otherwise, choosing to live
until the time or will be shipped, we must understand , everything is
in the cabinet , there is more drawer
, everything is black, the hope is gone on vacation , I am left alone
to know that all is well, and about five o'clock I realize that
everything is fine , so why poison, I'm good, I 'm
not in a violent project , all I want is to be at peace , but I know it
will be difficult, there are temptations , green pastures, bearded
monks , and from time to time the passage of factor,
but for years I try to make fewer gestures for anyone to see me more
simply, it is an effort that I have tomorrow, but for the rest I prefer
to do what I said the other day yes it was in a corridor
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