En un sueño donde un manto gris inundaba el cielo y una lluvia interesante pasaba frente a mí ventana, yo discutí con mi acompañante, que no es más que parte de mi mente, por qué estoy pasando por este momento vacio de ideas, que no me dice nada, que me hace sentir como alguien superficial.
y con simpleza me responde que es solo a transition, a thing of the moment and would soon inspire me.
itself back and make a slight gesture of hope.
But then I feel hurt at times.
I tell you it sucks because I have no fear and I dare nothing of what I love. And I get stuck.
and wish with all my anxieties drop everything that does not help and you can take that momentum. The very turra
told me that in this area is not involved and I have to change my own without anyone else.
I despair not count on anyone.
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