when is it now

samedi 7 mars 2015

every time it's the same

every time it's the same, I expect both to do a what but it's all caught off guard while in the specific field I'm seeing a thirst that does not say what she wants but yet I know well that's what I expect when I sit in silence and I'm careful not to crush the ants, what happens then that's one thing to lose but to win, what does as easily happens that joy, when we targeted the sea that goes down until dawn and when it is closed it is a new situation, I do not accept as I am held captive and when I think of everything I've done I realize the mistake I committed in participating in this ancient ritual that wants me to believe that people are normal, while in the Peace happens it is a passion of succession not go out before convincing the rest of the gang to consume in moderation which is not in the habit of golden beetle, when I believe it is wrong to be sure to correctly make an easy and when it's time I continue to make hot, putting me first in line to be put to the trouble to start, in a small place but with us resulting a house of taciturn and that it goes to the bottom of a strange parishioner who takes a funny look when it changes sidewalk but when I laugh I will not detain me what happens doubt but in fact, and when things go at least I do more things in my habits for it to rattle and finally after starting I know where I stand making between us is happiness, and in a certain house that will not go straight I feel I mounted a lively emotion that does not turn around, but everything here is so caught up in the turmoil for more peace I come early and I put myself in a position of contact to do with and when it is I choose the right, which puts me in the opposite field in front of the columns and believe in the same place and immediately caught a smell that comes vibrate in the space that remains my breathing all that to be up and although I feel that I will not stay long, for that too is closed while I am out in the wider choice, which is done in a hurry, then c ' is a weak passion, time is in space

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