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Summer, I know I am part of the absolute minority of people such as lifeguards, waiters underpaid people who live near several shows and gambling dens or nothing to do, that they are already dealing repeat it every day, but ... Why do not you go now? You too long, and no, not "cool."

I think I have never spoken to me, (for bored and movies are the desktop), but it is good to know that during holiday periods to keep the common Vero and let loose of their spectrum , to give him air. What you gonna do, post-adolescent loneliness is what you have.

In one of my moments of chronic boredom, swinging from web to web encout from time to time and remember when

also part of the invisible world that we only remember when you tap to clean, a long trip or we are too haunted by the silence, which appears to turn on the radio. Because I do not know how many things I can be proud, but never erase from my list is that for a time, brief but intense, I had my place among FM's could say that at that time (chu yiars Agou) I was innocent and inexperienced, but if I look back I am more innocent (stupid) and inexperienced now than then. Like all good things, that opportunity came by chance, without warning or anything. Had not sought a place where it will be

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archaron forgotten, but could not. Before opening the door I saw that in that place could not be anything or anyone else. I was too full of emptiness. Climbed to the roof, occupied every shelf, outlined a new hole in your mattress. And, despite costing you accept it, with the passage of time and you will become final permissibly submissive, almost afraid of the rituals of farewell.

is why in a few months you rather close your eyes until you reach a safe place for the health of your memory and begin to assimilate. That is why in a few months you rather write a letter of forgiveness for your dreams past rather than sit at tedious reality: what you carry, will serve to grow, laugh, vorevolver to dream, lose ideas again. But in your case rather not leave anything, the walls are not impregnate you. The vacuum will always be stronger.

The line: Not infrequently I said goodbye, I know the heartbreaking hour of parting - Friedrich Nietzsche

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girded the loop of his coat to fit that feeling its forms, you need to feel the warmth that only the good things pass. The deciduous watched her with curiosity to go against the grain. In his meeting failed to take swift crack the enigma of her smile etched in every sip of skin.

The eclipse of needles at the clock showed dozens of pedestrians on the street. Dwarfed by the sound of their own thoughts. Sentenced to wear a dream to scratch the floor. Wounded in the depths of their routines for that almost levitated as he touched Levemirbody wet sidewalks in their wake. Some even parked their infinite burden of grief for a moment to contemplate better. His image was a sigh of relief from the smoke of the city.

continued his walk with shouts horns hidden in narcotics, people watching the rows of gray to halfway between pity and compassion. They were so far from it ... The lights blink of an embrace dedicated changing neon.

And is that the confession was made to walk well worth a look of happiness around. Rush, perpetual traffic jams, anguish was not contagious ...

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to stand ended with finding a nearby wall on which to support the weight of his body and his hopes dashed.

trust is what is ephemeral existence in the memory of a bird of passage ... then forget the sketches of poems written between blots years ago:

And so, it might in an afternoon

of still and watch the ground screaming

sand pockets and a tenuous balancing

to cut surplus names in your mind

you review my letter and smile for you with little desire

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to meet and shake your bags

past routines while the needles fall off and the brightness of glass that blurs

while stroking away that old guitar while cooing

future with a slight look

I tired to drive out the darkness of the absent

as did so many hours and make more tomorrow

without knowing that the silence of the weak

while, I completely consume

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... Those were evenings clocks stopped and silenced voices to the beat of a pendulum. She had reCongress to review your home and each time, he erased his memories, snatching beats present. And without a place most dear in the past, hardly retain his place in the future may be too uncertain.

The sentence: Death does not come with old age but with forgetting - Gabriel García Márquez