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Hello rutineros amazing, unprecedented ... of 4 subjects to which I have presented, and I adopted a medieval history in particular. Yes, yes, that subject to be studied instead of frying eggs on the stalled Cordoba. I've got 3, and you're the die cast, finished yesterday
Now I have a few days of waiting in Madrid where I can hack around in a varied while still looking for work to clean up my no economy. The advantage of farniente
without regret is that I can think of many things and among them about myself. What do I do? Where do I go? Why can not I get the clothes from the washing machine and sing?
not getting many answers. Well, if it: should hang clothes and another of my conclusions is that I am in a period of job insecurity, academic and sentimental.
Or am I white or am black but please, no gray I do not understand anything at all
- I do not ask you nothing, welcome to life real pretty
- NOooooooooooooooooooooooo
Manolo García
You know you walk is a simple swing
born, live, eager faces, the gestures eager
life.
I see on the streets,
stopped in time.
live, grow exposed to love.
Exposed to cry, to nostalgia,
to laughter and pain. Ready for each time
we love life.
Living to love brisa.La
a breath of life.
Any form of life.
In the unequal struggle in a world that shipwrecked
if we do not defend any form of life
natural.
If I'm not concerned about a world
asphalt, lifeless.
I'll know to walk, feel,
is a simple swing.
And at times, will get away from me
lighter weight of my panniers. You know you wake
this simple swing is just breathe and let go.
In migrating ducks in a
apple or the grandeur of an iceberg.
born, to live. Flash error. Life,
the pull of life.
I see in people,
at the present time. Celeste
body, love of fire.
Exposed to ruin, to the perfidy
enjoyment and forgiveness. Ready for each time
hunger
of life.
I'll know to walk, feel,
is to slow down, stop. And at times
off, at last
clean air fills the chest and cravings. I will know to wake
this simple swing is slow, is arriving in serene confines of butterflies
in paperwork, a fjord was
or cobalt blue hurricane
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