when is it now
dimanche 1 mars 2015
one day is said to date
one
day is said to date from the people is mounted to the top and like
everything has happened since I do not see why it is done here in the
broom closet unless I know how to cook well but for now c is
open so I prefer to wait in the other room and be sure to bear in the
fall, which hurts me is to have bad and when I pass by the window I'm
careful not to have
the weakness to be afraid and see in the opposite corner a chance to
leave quickly because sometimes I do not know why I stay, it must be to
be a superior right, but I'm looking I see no reason drives
me to make these choices, I am very careful not to have the feeling of
wasting my time but it's stronger than me, everything is here and that's
why I say a prayer, no one knows not
why, it is understood, it is for all the time and when I go there it's a
surprise for me, because this is because this is what is car car car
car car I go out to After
two weeks and then I take a walk outside to where I lost my lamp which I
used to go all the way up, and when I'm away I see where I'm from, it
scares me now
it seems to me so high, how I could do all this without telling me it's
over, and for this to grow I continue to move closer to life, what
happens is a
field being cut so that the floor is flat and trim the soft butter does
not lose a beat, which is essential, but useful and when it's Wednesday
it's good when I make a hole, but everything
is in the wrong direction, you have to start, time, gender, do it near
the far and so I will exhaust all remedies, one after another, I look
them in the face and I'm not
sorry to not be part of a group whose violence was the only desire, I
like poetry, quiet beauty of the world when it rains and for hundreds of
years we try against all odds to
appear what we are in a circumstance or another in the invention
opportunities in agreement with God and to have just hungry before
dinner, which is the most amazing of the sea silted up, and when I can
be in available
I care not wrong, it often does not begin, you must be on time and do
not be afraid to grow because that is because because because because to
be put in a bottle that is resistant to shock see
themselves in the mirror, but this time I will admit that everything we
do is for the wind when for one hour I spend my time trying to
understand what it means, that fire in the forest at
the foot of my building we built there to be able to have a view of the
vulgarity of the flames, and how we are stuck somewhere, it does not
hurt, it is strong but when we are reduced to a pile of ashes we
think not, life is passed without being able to know what we did
yesterday, but it's too late we will have to wait until next time and do
not forget to close the door before going to the fishing,
which is familiar to me apart from all kinds of outbreaks, which is
caught in a tumult in a situation offered in skimmer to the salad or
green, but that is not yet available it was not until the next rising
waters, when it is noon at the table and that through the glass fogged
by the heat of the oven I start to take notes to remember that
everything goes wrong
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