when is it now
samedi 28 février 2015
is not that right I saw
is
not that right I saw the last time I came out ahead because being
faster than expected I could catch the moment to know what it's like to
be afraid being sure to leave immediately
into a kind of fish not as putting that much but developed into a bowl
on loan from my mother at the expense of joy but when we know what we
are talking about is more important than that is the air When
it's done more to make it up and it will control a small pepper sauce
and all it did was a small weight that takes the shape as being made in
the image of a
surprise which can be made in a fabric taken low when everything is in
pure joy, but it's wrong is not a parenthesis as straight as what we had
decided, as it happens in time it
is not very clear thing, because initially we had all had the same idea
and then in a broader gesture I take the measure of luck, so that you
can immediately go further and to evening,
a thing like any other, a low tendency, but still manages with destiny
that is not possible every day, because say it right now, which is done
quickly is the choice then
we may well decide anything, it is further than expected, then look
differently, which means another look, because you can not have
everything and put everything in a complicated situation, it is
necessary to first
to agree, then we may well get lucky and all that risk is to have set
amidst a temple not a believer, but bright enough to be satisfactory,
making it good for backgrounds aquatic,
what I mean by that is an easy way to have done all that is possible, I
will not promise, I just want to say that it is done for the memory and
some record straight now,
when I say it's time to have the wisdom to do what is possible on the
land in the preservation of nature and before the rest of the world is
ready to build a road, neglecting
the interests that might come as ready as the first circle, but there
for a reason beyond our control everything exploded further than I could
imagine and is not large enough, a climb, and to build on
anything that might turn against me, so I have to move without
assistance and without pleasure because everything is put in the wall I
do not see why we could not get together to decide the importance to
this attention to animals, which is
the idiot when thinking about the color of the room, once that is done
we not go back, everything is in heaven, we must have the fear of his
life, while it lasts it is the around
midnight when everyone is asleep and in the old station, we still
believe that a train will pass, but here in memory of the others I do
not know because I do not spend time searching for old documents that
would show me why I am so far from life but at the same time I spend
more time thinking about what happens when you become an angel
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