Every one said you just can let it go. So beautiful sentence, so intoxicated, and it's continuous to cycle, seems never to stop. The weather, the bus stop, the bus, the booth, the postman, the postcard from Italy, the japanese singer in the subway, all of this, make you a dream. I remember that it always rains, it always stop. The piano and the flies, the geostationary and Movement. wow, I like the smile, Unbridled laughter, and then sleep down without any consciousness.
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