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Today is the day I arrived in town last night, I just got a bath with foam and salts for sleep accompanied by my mobile phone, ready to give me good morning with the Pink Floyd song ¨ wish you were here. "

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secret words appear where they tell me how to know dance the rhythm of the rustle of a leaf falling time over a huge field Fall dress thousand sheets of earth tones, earth

claims the souls of the leaves in order to create more life.

tells me how the flapping still at the mercy of lwinds so you can take off and fly above the door, so you can

see the moon and the sun and listen closely

to say when they kiss.

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when looking at the moon back tambiényland give a smile that gave me day, so you know this all day thinking of her with a stupid smile on my face.

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stretch not difficult for me when I hear the vibration on the table. I extend my hand in between the sheets and I approached the phone and then whistled the song. I'm ready and showered to take the door and head to the cemetery, I decided not to go in taxy and so drunk from the air as French and very romantic. I love this town.

My French quasi-perfect, because my mother did well to educate two languages, well-spoken and pronounced by his side and listened intently for mine, that did not stop me interested too English, which helped me understand the intricacies of tutorials to both learned and taught me so much to broaden my knowledge at the time to study graphic design and finally to work in I want, desire and love.

I dress slowly but surely, Photograph things that catch my atencióny relocated a few times and the other the left as is, as an observer who then let his relatives appreciate these photos.

I look in the mirror and laugh at myself, do not understand why I wear these clothes so far from my house to feel like home, where people live and dress like I would look, here's a perfect stranger, who seems to always dress well, so more blatantly to taste

Photograph everything, and then paint and draw on the computer, filter and mask it so that it says directly the feelings that I mean.



Look at the faces of people passing without looking at me and looked into the eyes of those who watch me.

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People go marching home with a higher ego ... to pray to graves where they then estarány wait for her bouquet.

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is impregnated with a golden aura, I claim my calling attention to the intrigue, curiosity of the unknown where the eyes alight.

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hear the silence of the leaves making sure everything is in place.

worms crawl into the graves and remove the soil.

The birds are silent, watching crouching catssa birds and the dog listening to the cat watching the birds and all bitten by fleas.

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The air carries the leaves are touching every corner gossip the shadow that I see it, caresses it as if it were the last halo of life to a new life.

Caress souls dancing in foolish ways and inner light within the shadows.

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Well now imagine yourself in your room painted, molded, touched and transformed, what you have in your room you're creating, imagine what would be the creation, imagine yourself as you really are and really it's not just imagination, but it is you.

Now imagine the street every day, the bus every day to peopleto a petal of white light, escapes with the gentle swaying of a subtle whispering wind down at my feet while I am oblivious to what surrounds me outside.

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smiles taking clothes into your suitcase, I heard the words fall as volume and bounce off the white tile bathroom, refining my ears could almost say that move like a dog's ears, not to miss a single fraction of their voice, take my Allen and let him do a waterfall sound in water that is stained yellow, almost no thought to ask: - How? .

be back to hear his voice mixed with the sound of a waterfall devoid of white foam and if white earthenware. While almost makes me dreamclear that you could drink under the cover and sit at the foot of the bed, the line drawn in my mouth now becomes a slight hint of a smile

, let my body down on the bed and watch the ceiling fan, "No, but I know is that I feel bad roll fans in the ceiling, look like they will fall off and dismember you like the blades of an airplane engine - she raises her eyes, look the fan and outlines his turn with your finger - will by that Wade has to think that this loose right? -.

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and now our naked bodies bathing, when dye is now transparent sheets smell of our human bodies without rules and if rules animals.

sweat sweat and sweat.

well as she did not spoil my clothes and left me at the foot of the bed as her dog, she keeps her ego are feline marking greatly with that look that tells me neither approach, still at the site, start playingtheir hands, a caress my bite the other is lost between her legs, leaning against the headboard wall look at me, through me, his face fight, fight because they can not decide whether to relax or you want to writhe in pleasure thousand caresses her wet wonderland, a plane passes out and dreams of a great burst of vibration, now I see your skin touching mine, are bundled in a tangle of sheets and now she seeks to stick your dog, so mellow so sensual that scares me. Beads of sweat, heat devices piss in our coming together and then go away and get more strength, more united presióny, decision-temperaturera where we left our little water yellow.

God his smile and his eyes are a whirlwind of forbidden passions before, I always swim in its flow. Captured the moment with my eyes and photograph to put in the cork from the entrance to my mind.

Paste with my semen and never fall.

I get running losing her vision to go into the bathroom, she looks at me before you stop saying "Beautiful ass - show up with a glass of water and throw it from the foot of the bed, she tries to escape the gto where it was, moved, as if the blush over to see us, she looks light-faced wonder if she blushes with shame or envy.

Thrown in the bed, looking for a cigar in our orderly chaos, the towel in her hair makes me not forget his ideas in a cascade of hair. I lean and light a cigar, I let myself go in the forms of smoke-What you said the portal? -

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concludes: "All I can imagine few others can make it happen .-

speak many more things now look at her sleeping and after sleeping for an eternity happened very rapid pull out my journal and start writing

I love to create the book as if you read two at once, one with each eye, you raruno everything goes, even one being the log and the other sensations, in a few drops of tears, tears still dry, dry, mark the paper, remember that moment of joy for which you poured your drop, seeing someone I felt your pain, as you and your reflection as you see it, but the messages kept well and his tomb is still one of the biggest mysteries that can not be solved because you can not well , no more and no m &call for a song that is not in the flesh,

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has decided to start love and make love in this tomb,

a typewriter, also the route of the lane and pass the online space, sound space space brutally tender memories, those of using an old typewriter, I remember the smell and tapes two colors red and black fabric, but the 80 is loaded them motherfuckers going 7 on a 600 and the baby on the wheel and here we are screaming it is better known sober drunk to know. (Mental note how important is the sound)

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A shadow appears out of nowhere, has a white flower in his picture of black clothes, walk safely and determined, perhaps more than I do in a common direction the same point and destination.

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was fired for what I love and love in its report of sleep, our summit is Akur happiness, he wants the truth, is written in their genes, our dream, to see that love makes us happy and that makes you happy fellow, to stop and think and I'm happy to say fuck because it will be happy in himself and we will be happy in life because we love life even more.

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best years of my life with you, so mutual in my power to be happy and respond to everything, hear me, God is my best friend and what I love after Akur, and I know how to paint on the wall of the house, SER Mand, but I have more than anyone, my perfect friend, my friend because it gives me the freedom to be free and thus take responsibility for my actions and respond well to make my actions and noble as I always said I'd be , being the real me what I dreamed and was in and out did not know how to be more pure before Akur.

The earth itself is Akur attached at the end, she is balanced in real life, I am balance in the world of the real self, but not mine but Akur to have, because I hear from my site on a bench, listen to your self and see where the eye loses and she can get on and look, their faithe, o, and I think this time if I tell if I believe, as it did when I smile for the first time with the soul.

may want more in life to all people, animals and things, but only to them, I love them and love them, so I am happy because I also want your happiness. Not mine, because mine is actually that their happiness.

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Who should I ask my forgiveness for loving me, someone who does not love?

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