when is it now

lundi 3 février 2014

once i was able

once I was able to approach the pole, he was far , I had to go in a direction that I can say that it was the right thing to do is the hardest to achieve, when is sure to have chosen well, the rest is easy , but before you know you are in the right direction it takes years , because what is important is difficult to grasp, there is always too short moments c is why I take a lot of different situations to try one day take only one more time passes it is important not to do anything, it must remain a solution is the final balance, when all was removed , it can not be more than one life, otherwise it is too heavy and it takes one more lap , ahead of the program, I 'm still a little off but the goal is twofold , first stop of winning, on the other hand always be careful not to slip , it is an effort every day brings gradually and very slowly in space height , this place is in a wonderful garden is accessed one day that god may open the door, that day is sung by the angels , we tried to live, but I must admit that I was wrong , I thought he had to do everything to pass, then we should not do anything, this is a special moment, it is not about , it's just there a little square centimeter side , I aim to do not miss it, otherwise I have to go all around, and in a narrow way, I still breathe , it goes well , it's amazing but I think it is possible because everything is in the measurement is sweet, it's nice , it gently sings a lullaby, and then all is well, it continues for millennia when humans walked on foot and the whole family lived in the same village, that time is slow change , it takes thousands of years , but when we arrived in 2014 , families are scattered , must be hundreds of miles to see , suddenly we rarely see and life goes to old age , it which we can not always help what age, but this empty house we do not know what to do, is suspended from a rest of memory when there twenty years everyone lived , it is barrel rolling , each time the line sinks , lightness goes, there are only tears, soon it will sell everything that can be sold , the rest will be discarded, such is life , we take it to the end and loose at the last second , because at this time there is no hope, there is a body that no longer standing , sinking into the earth,

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