letter
What was it that changed and ruffled the desert?
If Will the arena, remained in the buff.
I did not think there was so vivid oasis.
It was not really so clearly.
Papers were changed, duties for pleasures
You let another brand, more gentle with each step.
Let come what, almost muffled, that everything that begins must go somewhere.
No… I wanted to believe.
And I who wanted to note the days looking different.
And I who feels boot without permission.
What changed me dance every bone site?
I learned a step in the most extreme, paws is salt, I run that flight… That may not be much to say Ciao.
Papers were changed, duties the pleasures.
You let another brand, more gentle with each step.
Let come what, almost ready, that life has taught me, brings nothing nothing.
I did not believe.
And I who wanted to note the days looking different.
And I who feels boot without permission.
And I who would notice your eyes looking…
And I who feels boot without permission.
Are 6 in the morning and no rain on my window and I care to contemplate.
Are 6 am, the rain does not rest… The hours pass and you're.
I lost in nothingness.
I changed the batteries.
I changed my car and drove far away.
I got lost looking for both complement and fell sharply because I do not find.
And I looked ahead and saw a penny…
I bought a pair of glasses to see up close and went to the market and won the singles competition with resources.
BUT PEDORRO Q MI ABUELA