when is it now

vendredi 10 avril 2015

the fact is acceptable especially since the term was pushed

the fact is acceptable especially since the term was pushed to let the riders causing a change in the specific leap that can not be moved because of problems that do not concern me, after all that is done well it ' is to be taken at random from a fist, contemplating the holidays like the ones I'm currently building, white wall of blue whales, the immediate sense and that it continues at the same rate, a two-stroke engine, yesterday and tomorrow, which does not try to understand, but simply to live, it is a harmonious space with everything you would expect since we know that it is possible and as is allowed I'm not sure to live it easily because I can hope is that it happens, but at the same time I know it is poor to do more than what I'm in the shadow of a great moment with a higher place, but everything is saved with the weight that falls only if it is raised to be facing a wall that will not fall apart so that in the letter, one that does not want to be shaped, a search of pleasure which extends to the North Sea with the fleeting moment just a hole that smells the rose but all it is is a little outside what is not the road, but simply a stop in the countryside, in the gray birds that quickly announced the turning of a hollow and as the meeting appears to be made of good and comes immediately to four hours, we will do what we said, as the soft underbelly, there a short time, which is not the same if we do what we want but with the indication shake the bottle at the same time I think to come quickly south to enjoy these afternoon when the heat pushes the witness to the red, which is not yet decided, which is done by against in the attention to do it in defiance of a foreign law that is not yet what it's like at the same time to be immersed in water without spilling the situation to my advantage, but with the intention to place a weight in the center of the action so I started strong and I ' waiting for it then passes it's Tuesday, I seek a way to get there and take it waives the sense that appeared as one who could go faster, but as always beware verbal agreements, for what n is not yet in the party race is a sidewalk that goes away in the magical forest that changes color when the sun is hidden by the rain, but all I know the road again, agrees to bear in silence approaching death, so all I feel is a source of well-being, and even though I know that the slow approach the time to lose what was believed to be the pivot around which revolved for years but I understand why another plane, as if one is caught in the storm curtains fly moments become like never in such occasion and as it is better than before I do not look my faults, but the jump I'm doing, which is not final because in a situation of conquest of human strength, it is of course hear the siren song reflecting ancient Greek song to love, which is not the one we had last seen when everything came together and it was time to see life without lying and values ​​that can take years to accompany the seriousness with all his whiskers in a function laughing

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