E 'the sun set on your seventh mortiversario.
Back from the gentle laughter that I tear this city a little 'gray, but fragrant, my thoughts will fly to meet, some of the goal in your arms steady.
The memories I have of you are those of a child who asked her why her alone, alone against the world from massive oak and live. That's what gave me: a roof over his head and the specimen flowered importance of owning yourself, we men vertiginanti edge of the abyss that our only salvation we have a balance between the divine and aberrant.
He turns the world to its flowering in autumn, as desired by the tomb might calm your thirst for peace in the colors, my beloved and reddish brown in the stately birth and death.
I saw your pictures, small bidduncola, created and consumed by the city: and how will never be true that our hearts are subject to the same empire? And 'the soul that unites us always in a bond that goes beyond blood, life and death, two people of different ages have happened on earth to enjoy a modicum of days.
You'll be pleased to know, dear mother, that the sun rises again on the next generation and that the people of the earth grow and proliferate happy wallowing in varying degrees in their endless mistakes. There are always tyrants and idiots, the present-in the spirit-and-coy in their rotting flesh. " All together on the same fields, seas and skies, all united by the same mortal nature. And while 70 of your youth, take the yellow patina of legend here are performed almost the first new non-existent '10 of that century, to whom you would not cross the threshold. Western people always think the past with nostalgia and pathos we see the strength that seems to have lost. In fact, the Western man does not possess this power since he forgot to be part of everything that exists in the chaotic cosmos of creation. Since God made a person, lone hero who solves the world's problems, and poor industrial city, maybe not too smart in terms of interpretation, when a question does not feel answer any further questions or you put it more simply slams the ball back and front of the TV. More sad and desperate than before, is treated with oblivion.
I do not know, Fernanda, if your shares go from that, but I would like to reassure you that for better or worse to survive storms special new era. Television is banned at one time from me I look at our walls, those comics that I sequestrasti leaving the care of the bad weather I've recovered, and re-read several times a hundredfold. And thanks to them that I discovered a new landscape of reviving optimism.
This sparsely that I said is my silly world, where many still grow up and die many times before. There are strong values that gives you the earth and the air in the morning when the alarm campaign reminds you that plants do not grow on their own, individual uniqueness is often trampled upon for the purpose of profit and I think at this point I'll have to find a fucking your girl I need it. In conclusion, as you know, I get this in the West that if things go a little bit skinny "to hell", the oriental concubines come forward pretentious, with the desire for affirmation of who wants revenge after a long silence. Like Japan in the Great War, the entire Asian continent seething some of his personal wars, but also the identical purpose of growth and development, the thirst for living well as Westerners. My hope
never tamed is that these poor people to bring back here a little bit of common sense, in all likelihood, you went to take a holiday there. Perhaps it is the hunger to promote self-discovery and wonder if they make the first McDonald's to drown the Chinese or grease them to awaken in us a thirst for spirituality. My answer is my hope that the joint is the ideal purity that naive I see in their eyes and thin to win this dream to study language and culture and make them my own.
In my short life I have found some good friends and still keep with the old, the sister who never stops loving you the most pure of a child when he is on the threshold of the tomb her as well, the grandson who was so impressed by your personality, this family still think your a nice gift.
Now I'll leave that there is a fantastic film on Rai Tre, a bit 'dazed but very interesting. We hope that bloggers do not do shit that took me an hour and a half to write this little 'bit of ranting.
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