Rapid Heart Beat And Numbness In Left Side

WHAT WE TALK?

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Photo: Josema

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WIND WHAT WE TALK? -.-

Oblivious to all, the wind is born ...
As naked as empirical
valley below, ground clearance,
Avenue unpublished

as mountain

speechless,

look that is not theirs;
thirst itself
word yet on white, hand extended
as sublime. Passage

after scene of this mystery book unfinished
land;
kneeling and not whole. As required
like dreams. Tan
oblique as its secrets.

Like any other entity with a soul that was, to the invisible sky

killed going up and down, his soul into the air. Genome
which it occurs
that wound

and a shadow that stretches ...

square root of man, inexhaustible.

As secret as the world comes.
So when your knife is explicit fist.
Apparently love, no reason.
Down the street,

opening and closing doors. Obviously
blind,

lover of madness. Soldier
when there are wars. Victim
always the outsiders.

With pain and odor, Advent.

Flavored

back without losing their goodbye hug met.

Pena.

But that wind that lies above

to the wind but we've heard.