. Equis
Hidden behind the bed tea, Red hot and ready, smokes cigarettes, and the fields are frozen out and everything becomes a little gray nice. Think of how comfortable the day when it ends, and using music a long time, takes a sip of tea. Sucks air, which is a mixture of addiction and poems that remind you that every year it's the same, but that she always forgets. It takes a little bit, that way some lie down when they are at home, like going back to that every day becomes more distant. Leave the mixture of sounds, ink and common services, to close your eyes and take stock; realizes that ultimately the issue is the spiral forever. Amazed and stunned by the conclusion, smile and be glad, because after we all do the same with that of things when they become simple. A ghost appears to suggest that simplicity does not justify anything, but hidden behind the bed is an empty cup and a cigarette again, and the day ends in too many directions. Outside the air is getting colder and the ground succumbs to rain. Hey
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