A. .. Emotions like love, like environment
not There is no culture in a society that respects the environment. Strolling along the Po I saw a state of decay along the banks of the river and impressive. In addition to empty bottles of olive oil, wine, beer and jars of all sorts, I saw under the water to two gaming machines (the ones that are in the bar for instance). It was horrible watching the carnage, but it was enough just to raise his eyes to remain enchanted from another world: so many seagulls in search of food that you gl'uni flew around to the other noise, and then alighting on the water to recover in flight. How much do you earn in health and peace of mind if we only know to copy from the animals their living. How wonderful to have to close my eyes to the glare of the sun. It took a few days of hot sun and yellow flowers have numerous parts of the walls papered. There is no air between the bare trees of spring. It 's still early, but among those who do not appreciate the idiocy of this statute, the charm and seduction of this dance of "unlikely" the beginning of summer, there are those who are attracted by his spirit ... and the animals dance around in nests that will remain empty for a short while ... and too 'I want to leave this fake kidnap beginning.
Monday, February 7, 2011
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Sunday, January 9, 2011
Kates Playground Strawberry Full Set
A. .. Words do not say ...
are those who still await the perfect moment ...
There will be a time when all the senses come together (maybe)
and then be able to express what I feel
because only a part of me really shows.
The fear of failure again
the world turn to the opposite
that desires more normal
burn like paper and fire when it's all ashes,
find me walking on the ruins of my dreams.
I were not just dreams ...
are those who still await the perfect moment ...
There will be a time when all the senses come together (maybe)
and then be able to express what I feel
because only a part of me really shows.
The fear of failure again
the world turn to the opposite
that desires more normal
burn like paper and fire when it's all ashes,
find me walking on the ruins of my dreams.
I were not just dreams ...
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