many wondering ... or many no one asks: "Where the hell is opened put this gentleman?". will have moved (almost) ... there will be angry, offended ... it will have changed sex ... will have learned ... will be lost in the grip of some dazzling love ... cried until there will be dehydrated, burned down the toilet (Balgo redundancy) ... opens become boring ... I wanted a day or just forgot the umbrella ... Tuviece
if the answer to these IDEG is quite possible that this text in those eyes estuviece INPRES finite collected in those thick bolumenes echos seem to bust the heads of the children being as "not devido" and are far of the reach of hands their parents (parents in the best)
the truth is that whenever I walked around ... between corners ... sometimes at ... other limping ... but always moving around ...
as tango said ...
But the traveler who flies
Sooner or later stops walking ...
And though oblivion, which destroys all,
has killed my old dream,
I keep hidden a humble hope
That is the whole fortune of my heart.
so ... here I am again ... ete here and my first touch
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