morning with the sun plate, it seems that the clouds hide the crush and horny. The light is annoying, makes a subtle stirring to make it appear one morning pulled, kneaded and difficult. I Straneo for a moment, just a little 'further away from these people standing to Venice tourists, a few who are confused with what they have to see and what to do, commuters who work on Sundays and go for a walk, like me.
always fascinates me to see how it crosses in life, living every moment together and then ... on. We do the same way, with people who may leave to return home, or who are thinking of what to do, who think of tomorrow. We share moments, but all single-serve, all so selfish. As if everyone were to follow his way and all these roads intersect, side by side, they break, are lost, they end up. Last night
concentrate all this I seen in a galleon, I paraphrased it in reality. We share moments, moments that may seem routine or property as fast as a twinge of pain. Fortunately, there are moments that you can choose to keep close and you can also choose to fight to keep them, because even if they hurt, are the moments that make us vibrate (UUUuuUUUU!).
L.
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