when is it now
lundi 3 mars 2014
the other day I was doing
the
other day I was doing what I love most in the world when I 'm aware of
water in the tumult of passions buried for years because I no longer
live , I dream that one day tell
me that this is so for the moment I 'm still side without being able to
do exactly what I might one day no longer do, because what bothers me
is the rain , I do not like this contact on
my skin , I prefer the gray clouds that simply pass without doing
anything else, because I'm focused , it goes in one direction, I need to
find the entrance , otherwise how to do what is possible, I am
of course willing to talk , because it can be certain that in two days,
there is an opening, but how this is step by step, in a song of small
roof , a thing may be called by name,
but to this I am forever in the same circle as this morning when I fell
out of bed , but around noon , I must say thank you , everything went
well , there's nothing left , all gone, is
a chance to head straight without special power, but enough to make
noise in disarray, what I think is small, ridiculous event , a series of
why and how, but what to do, it shows the Also,
I 'm not sure I understand , this is for me, but how, I am in full
measure , I have no more room , I have to do the sorting, it will take
me a while , yesterday,
today , different moments, precious moments , people who are dead, and
what is more , it is a matter which lies somewhere , but what matters
I'll go see this passing
, it is , it goes as it should, and towards the afternoon , it does not
change , this is a specific situation that can not fix everything, it
will make everything else for is
met , this is not enough, there are still days that are not defined ,
this time is not good , there are unique moments that laughs gently,
forward to go see a once,
it is pretty much like that , no need to take it anymore, I can not
wear anything , we did what we could, now it is a space, I 'll see what I
can do this is wonderful, sunny day that is pleasant if possible, a nice opening to the future that can not even say why it's like that
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