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threatens to leave this world.
approaches the car and the moment where everything seems to end away.
I absolutely sure that this depressed. ... But why do this?
perhaps afraid to die, but his life is not worth it.
is treated miserably. And it feels a blight. Indeed it is.
The world is infested with creatures like her.
makes me nervous to see it.
every time you put in the middle of the street I feel like a car is going to crush and consequently will a rain of blood that stained me. That sucks.
However, that's why I do not want to die. Although it is very silly.
try to distract her, make noises, hitting the post from the bus stop. no case.
seems sure what it does, this macabre game where your life is in danger. People waiting
the group is watching me otherwise.
I can clearly hear a woman say "oh but that horror .... What are you doing?"
Suddenly, amid the empty whispers the lady, who is talking to herself, eyes of the pseudo suicide set out therein. I clearly heard that ...
comes a car but the dove did not seem to care only Mrs. observed staring. I
advance in disgust with the tragedy.
Until a miracle happens it could be expected. The dove flies
cars managed to avoid stepping over the woman and leaving the worst crap in the world. Undoubtedly
my face was correctly anticipated.

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plague, the rain, he (along with the music video)



danced with her red dress who danced with her slender white figure. His hair was accompanied by the movement of their feet. Rain fell on his face in a very sensual image that made this special.
As he moved, moved along that path he still had an antique look thanks to the old colonial houses and cobblestone. From a window
piano music producing excited. One boy who was part of that woman looked sweet melody that seemed to enjoy what he was doing. But that figure began to fade keeps the youngster can see that being so mysterious.
knew I could not lose, rather lose the opportunity because I did not doubt that someone that young lady was very free.
is look in the mirror, smiled and ran. He ran as never before, her legs moved abruptly, so awkward, she felt despair. He turned the corner but nothing. Not a trace of that muse. Seemed a dream, a fantasy. Perhaps
era. was no longer there. It was just a little moment of perfection was over.
He sat on the sidewalk watching the water run through the ditch. Feeling like your body is wet, crestfallen.
closed his eyes trying to hold the scene of women dancing. Suddenly
no more drops fell on his body. He opened his eyes a little startled because he still felt the water hit the pavement.
turned his body and he was there. She
.
She and a black driver that enveloped them. She
, the pilot, the rain. She
, the pilot, the rain, he.
she, him. They
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Genius


geniuses are those who know they're crazy and use their insanity