difficult to say how things go. I always try to make forecasts that are regularly denied. torvaste in a room if you bet with me before asking for advice get in his head to focus on everything but what I suggest. will be bad luck, that will do some things like 'what they like and often you find yourself with a bouquet of roses in hand.
immagni catadioptric flash before my eyes drawing figures in the negative, frowning, smiling, spotted a strange bluish unreasonably that invokes the need of caffeine, while unexpected queer parties extemporaneous stop on the way home to interview with tedious questions. impatience shows in every gesture, vomited on him shamelessly to those who are guilty of an unexpected break.
strange visions affollanno my neurons, already overwhelmed by daily tasks. without anything of prophetic visions, but watch out incomprehensible to dispense advice. I've seen everything, I heard every word and I do not not like it, but reassured by the soul 'impotence on what needs to happen.
colorful tiles make up a lively mosaic of insights. a fraction of a second before being dell'espolosione grinding in its entirety. recompose puzzle without knowing the meaning of the cards has the thankless task for the observer, wounded eyes and ears. the crooked smile showing white teeth that overlap in a satanic grin of rare honesty. everyone runs for not having to endure the trial, clearing the square of the peasants.
difficult to say how things go. hard to make sense. predictions seem obvious, make predictions deceives the simple unfolding of time, misunderstood by those who are always busy looking for a reason. below expected, walking, crying without too many languid thoughts. over there, well, do you ...
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