Days when nothing seems to be not as close, or far enough to be problematic ...
In that play to the hidden solitudes with my fairy, and kept so busy for me to forget about them, and I weigh less ...
could be a sad day for no reason, happy or liability ...
And if today I told you I'm sick? ... What I argue to prove me wrong? ... Which is actually a vague idea of \u200b\u200bmine ... I'm away "aningunaparte" as both I like ...
I do not want to keep remembering ... I have always wanted to wake up with the idea that the fault is not transient, but permanent for some ... that betray my conscience, just because it's supposed to not to falter ... Days like this
cold ... it hurts ... the sun does not cover flu ... ...
A day of fever of anger ...
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