by email. I woke up a song. was sleeping when she started playing loud in my head. beating faster and then grief, anxiety deformed, and the clear and distinct feeling of not being able to put in order. I can not stay in bed, get up, I wander around the house. Darkness is a brother knows that consoles and listen (..)
(..) E 'wrong, is all wrong. love for others is not enough. It 'something that has taught me over the years of life. Love begins with self and ends up going to enlighten the people around us, tinged with immense.
If you live in the shadows, live deprived of that light needed to see the beautiful colors of life, and think dark eyes that look at you.
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