Tuesday, April 6, 2010

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A good day dell'aeroplanino

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I wake up, it's morning.
It illuminates the sky and the mind:
know how to live beyond all life cycle.

(for more moments of happiness
two means of one quarter of freedom
we hope prosperity
a dance dream
from here afterlife )

Tonight the darkness hardly c 'is, if we only think with one eye still open, with your little finger to push up the sheet you're embroidering. Not you slip, you can not go on vacation!

(works, with the eyes)

Among the grass walking ants, but in fact seem to travel back home. You think you look and who knows, until the signal even more so, as the scent of your arm-arm upon which the nose tells you that everything is normal, and wonderful. Think about it, more than once.

(at least 2, 3, 4, 5, or 4, 3 ...)

Two words, three billion of notes and thoughts are tight in this small space to get warmth and companionship, to dream before the revolution admit defeat before their masters, the world and the masters of the world. Why do not try?

(why?)

you a gift because it is a paper airplane, fragile, that brings a message on the wings made of blue ink and sincerity. Tells you a secret to be kept in mind. Already I see you put it in your ear and hear the invisible ink that makes you laugh a little ', including tickling and incredutilità.
'll do you good and evil, laugh, confused, go back and you'll forget it. That have changed the rules of the game, even if you do not see well.

(where?)

are hidden in so many words, thousands, millions. Billions of words, including notes, make two steps and stop in front of the Prairie them for fear of getting lost and remain alone, not to mix with everything else, not to have the consolation prize. But they want to try, for this matter.

(how and more than 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, but slightly less than 5, and 4 ...)

Two wires, magnets and three billion chemical run between between emotions but after there are so many turns. If you think you look bad, it's something unusual, uncomfortable and miserable, but we still think and will be fine, thankfully, as a door-luck.

(sleep, the muscles)

Tomorrow the sun will soon change because the season and look, if the hand is close a fist. A growling who wants to see you fly above the routine, hidden in the clouds, there continues to be.

(for a moment of sadness
two quatrains of brandy and three of bitterness
chew every wind and the breeze blowing

real thrill in yet)

Knowing how to live beyond all life cycle.
It enlightens the mind and at times even the sky.
'm awake, it's another morning.

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