when is it now
mardi 10 juin 2014
there are senior days
there
are senior days and there are days that pass through a hole, and that
both exist it does a strange dance between rotten and dunces, if it is
then the turn of this attention to acceleration ,
it's been so long that I expect but if it is the turn of the past is
left behind, it is not worth wanting to move forward, then in a
full-time hope I take everything I
try to sneak in the back of the examiners, then I can do what I want, I
sing but not it will not, I walk, ah yes I walk it, and when I m
looking for a way ' I
can not find out anything, it's a joke, but how long it lasts, because I
am a human, I have a course to do, I can not stay too long doing
nothing we will find it's
weird, here in life everyone runs in all directions to avoid seeking
the true meaning of life, and it does not come right away, you have to
go long to return, go back, face, go there,
take the time to witness the passing in the night, make lightning get
lucky, pass over, see what is happening below, put all the energy in a
crazy project, because for this I
want, it will have screwed the soundproofing walls, have the strength
to speak to the deaf, which complicates the moment is the inner
adventure in blue or black, it depends how it starts, there days
when I think I know what happens and it makes me laugh, so when I'm
lost it's another story that I put in the drawer to know where it is
that it is
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