And then I stopped writing more and I am dedicated to songs with shadows.
You know this?
I've lost and you have taken and the carousel still spinning in my head as open bar with the shutters down and the word 'closed'.
You told me you are not a mosquito but the result has not changed.
You have wired the soul and you asked me the time. Goes click? It feels light?
You and I, we're a spy story with the protagonist with a mustache and a gun in the ankle chenonsisamai. Have you changed your status and do not know if I write here is still a status quo.
say no. On
taxi take sexually transmitted diseases as the lucidity of thought and the night is no longer night and the notes are no more sun, and not even known that you have dark circles. I have. you? you asked me. Circles.
We emptied the room with moving from hall to hall from ventricle to ventricle. There are no more than once three rooms, with porthole windows.
Ohibò. Just to
.
Mattia Barro
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