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child is labored in everything to be perfect does not know if that makes moving from one place to another, is the desire to get something for himself or if it's illusion understand this event.

respects every pore of his skin when tied, when he put the glasses of black cloth that you can not see, when I pull out all things put them on your feet and at her feet, when I search the song would soundA, wanting the candlelight dance free in this image. tried every detail in order to enhance what has not yet reached, but if it appears near the end of this chapter. In this, the series.

She said to be heard as if speaking your brain. without disturbing your own ears that now seem to see.

- Middle runs short steps. From one side to another, it isbottom bucket, in the silence of the black band, what's he up to? -

silence to the words I pass by his side and smiled those speaking from inside your mind.

With the grace to withdraw a hat child replied:

C - As always, pijadas mine! - Told her ears.

shuriquen As a smile edged with Dante.

- Are we there yet?, Meooo me, I do pis.-explodes in your own joke girl's voice .- Ha, ha, ha ha, ha! "Mourn laughing is one of the top three things that I wish a lamp for a former owner.

His voice sounds serious. - World you hear this too -important as an Einstein to herself. So close your eyes to give a gift that you can not see does not understand. Every day that looks a bit more, like a type of fuel that gets you on your taste, it lets you deposit and the Restless engine, because you do not feel well and without it, not that it is unhealthy for the body, is what we can learn, relearn to fear that changes the rest of our lives, in the language of the caravan respect to the unknown. He is barefoot, with the bottom of the gorilla suit, like a Puck, it also has a bare-chested, showing part of all his thoughts in the form of tattoos. The vigilant eyes of the world was, as requested by &; Oacute; he seems to be.

"Well now I want my gift and my words now that you're not dumb person could not say them and if we feel - A cricket kid, do not bother, you know the caravan made by emotion .- I'd love just received them - began dancing as he spoke and said, a new stance adopted, crude imitation of Sharon Kihara.

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Closer life. have the ticket from an address in your birth. By chance you missed the train to ride and this goes in the other direction. you came in before having to take the train ... actually at first. is as if life really give you another chance to apologize.
See what really matters, amazing times like a roller coasterC your smell, your tone of voice
, this so so so strangely called you, your constant pulse destination truncated to lose your subtlety and rest room where our words, our new games secret beardless bloom, smiles that only you know what they are worth, swim inside your eyes, tell you that you have blood lip, tomato is because we played a vampire, blood shown other such pleasure is achieved before, during and after ...

Orgasm, never in the same time is repeated in the sequence of events ...-

C HTMLXC Cut ropes that bind, cut his tongue and hers, now the blood flowing a molten droplets fall to earth and are the witness who watered all the costs of all Océ years, will be charged as a letter sent to give happiness around the world, to return where it ends a line in your back, in the beginning, and everyone who passes by her contaminated, I try to give him her and the world, that believed the caravan to conclude, but he kept his head go round and round, as they slept after filling every corner of his heart with groans and words not understood, even not understand & am TMLXC

- What is ...?- Mystery Time was asked to speak for the caravan. - Something! - Answered the smell of gasoline. - Like what? "Ask not listening.

-Like what not, but no fixed ephemeral - answered the dog shakes his head bumps. "Interesting least ...- quiet caravan fell asleep listening to the silence of peace.

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His hand drawing on the quilt I wrote the next day.

Nobody Nobody wanted to stay being more than ever in life, may well understand someone being

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the sum in the quiet night I woke up, wanted to feel peace.

- Does love exist? - His eyes were tinged with the reflection of a moon silver corset and was not answered in his arms.

- Yes! . It's a heart in the sand. And whoever sees it with a dance- own realized that the night had to take a little longer.

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Tonight is one of those nights when you walk, the air looks like one of those huge gums entering your mouth. The squeeze against the palate with your tongue and be filled with air cloud seems to be.
The air today is the same.
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returning from where ever he went.

Sand molding their footsteps, while you're at a time, get closer to their own sea danced back and forth, the sand was wet drytime.
- I dreamed I looked and it appeared under my finger -.

child responds to the horizon where the waves are lost in the darkness
"I can not see it from here, I can only see that if I turn around, but only see your back-Your voice does not quite express nothing, but not empty.
is the child's voice to hear.

"I dreamed that you would look and not what you did, maybe just be a dream, like so many others - His voice is partner to the solitude of the catchy disappointment, always carry a look Naide sad joy.

- Does this smell beach cove? - Question
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"If perhaps ...- seems to respond with a single shot two questions-perhaps smelled something, everything has a smell, like memories - Clears the heart
reluctantly, (sand grains appear to be a huge telesketch of ants without feet and toast to the sun).


try pressing the play sand with her toes, she's not watching her memory flashes a smile.

- You know, "child looks like the fingers are buried and dug up a wet sand and drowned in water that appears when you dig - the feet are a super ugly apart once heard someone say: if God exists is a bum!, strives to become like you came in ganECEN platypus of our body, hahaha, you could associate each part of an animal, some day we have to do .-

"If, someday, but the day after , s for another day to tell you this is already yesterday. Want to know what to think now? - silence is consent and that is the response moves from the boatman Charon always missing coin.

Memories are sometimes smell and sometimes the smell of the lack of it, tasting the absence. You could say it is like drinking water when thirsty, but gentle sips dry endless.

When I was little I thought of a summer m & ayears older, traffic stopped, the deadly sins rested and everything was good.

The environment: a campground, a scorching hot asphalt road footprints, a stonecutter where starfish, shrimps and crabs waiting to be discovered under rocks which then has qeu always be left in place, spiders hunt as flies and butterflies are mini plastic windmills whirling and hypnotic, elbows and asses while they burn blisters on snack bars and metal cars by relying on them in the mouth of a mixture cut sweet cream and strawberry aftertaste wrinkled fingers satisfaction as raisins salt and hair wet, cool towel on a d & iacutee; to heat, parodies of anti-logic memories. Someone broke

all this awesome cycle cyclic weekend, where being Sunday was the talk of day-trippers who called the rest weekenders.

my sister's voice scream - Come look at this, we ran driven by intrigue, speed in my life I do not remember faster. Legs short distances, quick steps and fast racing. When you arrive, I saw an envelope in his hand, was small, like the flowers acompañaa when given away, we made a chorus around him, as if flares not care - smiles ; in agreeingthe same, they know that when you're little, it's like when you close your eyes and think like you do not see, the rest does not see you.
- Greater approached, asking to look for protection - what tramáis already? -. My sister used all his guile to conceal our new games and intrigues treasure for us, but the older they see everything as a huge Pandora's box, are tired of seeing those inside the box outside. - child seat with a sigh, knowing that every breath is a kiss lost.
recognize when they try to be deceived in the dismissal of the innocence of a raised, which strives to be trained to lie, to live the ded tomorrow where he will play, but not always the case, because many seniors can also see that they still do not know pandora and hide for fear of reprimand and thus forcing them to lie and fail where they fail and hate, calling sunday sunday.
but we do not know why his voice sounded sincere one is old, like it was because our family was not at that time not everyone abducted kids, as I said everything was good.
We teach the envelope, and told us it was the treasure of Sinbad, we SIMBAD SIMBAD started to cry and ask someone who is Sinbad? The man said that someone like us. He told us qone elderly man, the fun was not upset, or disruptive, it was like the words ...- often slow in coming but you can take shortcuts - no was cool, it's like when you're thrown anywhere and listen to the laughter of a child who is not disturbed and if acompañaa
welfare .- Turn noting how the back walking on the other.
- Are you asleep? -
"No, he goes. I'm dreaming .- No hurry to speak, but is dying to hear.
- Why? - She gets up and has 23 steps and a half going to the side of the, now 13, walks back to the direction of the child, does not see his face at any time, but you can hear: "If these hereto answer in advance baticinada and reacts to the show, but he also was surprised at each failure of the predictions of Naide, maybe that is the fuel for this trip or part of the overall composite.

"Okay you've earned" He mocks the over-taking air, submissive insubordination. Stop looking to keep telling a pleasant time in this way .- We were rodeandos small pond of life and in turn we surrounded a Pond us. Where the water is full of moving life, who lived in his own world of liquid, where footsteps and voices being run came in the form of vibrations, we Recivier elusive fish with a sea urchin partner, with including a glass bottle with a note dentserved to fry eggs, but if dry notes. Before you ask, come and see you, the note read: * Three Cuevitas triagulo shaped with side shields * walking. The day he left us without realizing it and the mothers began to find their children shouting: A snack, a snack vengaaa! - When he says it sounds like the mother of all the sandwich in one hand and caress each other - That rich snacks these days, with skin protector and full of ants from the ground looking as crumbs fall, they are like dogs begging for food -

rose as if the view is forget to follow so quickly.

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this one night of darkness

souls dance here beyond

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souls skinless smile

the moon guides my sight to the door

the sun does not bite me now

And now to my door

heart with the key

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the mask in hand

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the question of who is behind the hinges

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feeling of wearing a thousand layers of clothing and neck trying to disappear, and to sink a little over his head into the collar of his jacket, buaaaaa to feel more pleasant, when was the first time I became aware and memory of this feeling? ...

In the interior of this world, a world, a new world at the expense of being created,
is a night of darkness, but darkness that gives us

tranquility, unlike which we fear ... fear?

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everything he did, but that made me see that what really mattered was how tough
was on the outside, nothing can break and that's better, better muchisisisismo to be something very beautiful but untouchable or crack. That is not worth anything.

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The notes of the melody hummed seemed to touch the ears of the other's words on hers, played air toss to and fro like a baby splashing in a bathtub applauding the water was so this time when palabas and humming in the esapcio qeu coincided separated, silence fell silent and anvos were heard, and silence will speak again, the hood up and turn green white flower fainted and fell slightly below the lips posing the two common color dirent beings Esmeralda.

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electrical and metal sound outside of a light bulb can be heard on estand silence mixed with the shock stick qeu beings against their crystal sheath, burning them for some trivial moments and turning them to that source of light at night to warm thoughts.

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