E 'in December.
E 'in 2006.
I have a thousand thoughts in my head.
I discover that I have an unexpected ability to predict the future. The rows in the middle
show me a goal,
even if the road turns, it becomes a vortex is reversed. Only the music
holding my pace.
The mountains seem more distant.
But the river is near. E 'in front of me.
I go.
I take off my shoes to wade through it.
hour to absorb the sensation. Two
to talk. Three
to secure the unconscious.
Now I know it will take me on.
I'm happy.
waters hold me like never before, becoming arms.
arms when I go to sleep.
arms when I wake up.
With the hope of forever.
hands seek oxygen. And do not swallow that
love.
But I predict the future.
get myself shoes while Stuart will speak to me in the ear.
repeat his words.
be necessary to walk again although it will be cold.
Even if I'm still wet.
will come in the summer to dry, I will leave the ground without
forces.
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