what changes is

what changes is a fringe in the rises and falls, it does not take large-scale wind, it is a fad , a merry month of May, when the flowers are budding , when the body unfolds , that the senses is sharp , but I know what I 'm afraid , old age, weariness of life , the lack of magic potion , one day too , a surge falls, but immediately , quickly, very quickly , I going so far, it is still easier than it is , because in the grave there is more noise , while life is the jackhammer is the car, motorcycle , aircraft , fuel , yellow green door slam , slap hammer , saw that cut glass breaks, drinking thirst , hunger eat every day , not at night , pretend painting, not melt, try to see what happens , and before everything else find love, a fruit that drop with passion, hatred , kindness , weakness, satisfaction, performance , 100 % in 20 years of marriage, everything is taken , there is nothing left , what we thought collapses, but the habit remains , it's beautiful , it's useless , is the life that spans all the space is a prisoner , the expected release , she will come tomorrow , it can not always walk , one step after another in the fear of losing my feet, but I still believe it is possible, because for years the evolution turns empty, there is nothing new, so I see a favorable moment to make my contribution to the building, an attempt to stabilize when everything happens in disorder , you should know to clean by throwing the n is not essential , will know what is disposable