Did not you know that the pens are not suitable?
Even if in the end they are only feathers
I have a big fault, the unique look, which never betrays and never relaxes
What then is self-explanatory
gaze that escapes me as a cat from the knees
Only my nose is true but I should stop sniffing
And disarmonizzarsi frustrations
I would gladly give a new "the"
I am now with a ding, a ding in the silence , and only pointed
maneuver? Maneuver
I would like, in particular
Mean
I'm planting flowers, I would not be spoiled
If everything always came out good the first
not retouch these words and miss the write directly
soil, use dark colors, why? What a shame, that boredom
one lit I put them there with
will not get there now, and with difficulty to reach them
Listening to the same songs as bombing
I do not understand a fucking feelings
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