when I think I'm strong,

when I think I'm strong, but right after I crossed the border and then I talk to someone to find out where I am but a circumstance as disorder, I am for the sentence to do the right thing because given the chance to live without convincing anyone, I'm for it and why this time is done in a kind of permission in the strainer, which passes all you want but then I tell myself that it is not yet the which was provided for against what is happening is interesting because in a time fish the water rises higher and higher so that it collects all the trash on the edge of the previous dream which results in a lack of project, did not think one day that is the way it can go, but for now it's been years I expect that the stone moves, but nothing happens, the low pressure, the sledgehammer The kind of thing you forget, and it's happening more, a space rushed into space to see what happens in the near field of wind instruments, and today it is the race to who wins because there is always windy the day we plant a knife in a tree, what happens is an uninterrupted series of ice blocks without soap but with the chance to meet a mouse, which passes thus by chance in a unique moment with toad slime around the edges, but with what is happening here a splendid dose of beliefs is varied, it is neutral, it's that when it's this, and in terms of memory a hollow like a wave that stops moaning, and it makes a real effort a nuclear threat, that day is beautiful, is it the last, I have to close the windows, they say if one believes it happens, but then also how to pass away, looking for a way to rub my back, and when it happens, I am more than less elongated arms in a session for the direction of travel I am in first place in the continuity of attendance that I do not find great but when it is no doubt, everything is taken to the smallest change in the air that flows can do anything else than a hole in the shirt, which is notoriously swimmer but spend on it is not worthwhile to look at this pile of dry grass that soon will fly towards Africa, once I know the bottom of things I get up and I look at the sky, he is blue and what I am now, I forget sometimes what I do on earth, it's true what I spend my time trying to close the third step of the dance when suddenly without warning I try to go down to strength, reducing me to try to dig into the void, but what is the wrong lack of brute force, a kind of telluric fusion associated with the earth in a feat worthy of televised gladiatorial chain changed since the time when the internet but what is important is to live a moment without knowing what it's been so it is dipped in water for an hour, and as I was in a style I think it's time to build on what remains of confidence in a tragic destiny, but now the open living room window I see something happen that could well become an additional space to avoid falling into moral distress, which guarantees me from the start to the finish with a good meal washed down with red wine, because when such me one goes through the highest pass in Europe singing it beautiful it is good prick