the street, indoors. With music that fills all space, all the silences that are in a comma, with open eyes, which were actually closed, beautiful bright, because they were first sighted, you know, I told everyone, but you do not I believed it. You, cod, cod fish served with her face up toward the stars, the big issues that will fall on his head, accounts of dreams, you want to collect, put them in one hand, hoping to become as small as fireflies, want to take them home, with cabbage you should come with the donut hole is.
Brake, a wall, do not want, push the pedal, the wind, hair in the wind, a herd of her mind. Were you scared, who cares now. You were convinced of the contrary. Change your mind. You thought perhaps, but on the contrary almost thought the opposite, and you came the bucket of water in my face, good morning, we slept for a long time, even the pillow was in protest.
Splash, a dip, rinse water, wind smashed. But is it true?
I've never been bad. On all this good? Everything for me? All mine? All my
! An open-hand slap
, spam, cheeks red, green light, shoots fast, straight on your way. What are you waiting? The hitch? He does not expect anything, what you do. But it is not dangerous? What is not?
A second, time stands still, heart of the hands.
Bum, a cannon.
Pum, the gun. Swish
ropes Diabolik, the arrows of Robin Hood or cupid.
straight to the target. Relentlessly. You are in the pan.
Fried.
Felice.
good for you (as they say in Rome).
You have just lost three minutes. Maybe.
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