Inhibition was hidden under purple wool gloves their hands warm while dying penalties to stomp out of the shadows that gradually darker ... The silence of the wings that do not take off even suggest a brief look, banned and prompting, the game starts, the crystals of helmets that protect the smog causing a fire between the words from one mouth to another come and go, leaving and enter each other at once ... And the clock speed increase, lies clouding the sky, but the truth is precipitated in rain, in fresh air, the humidity is palpable ... The verses are whispered to exhale carbon dioxide, the desire to increase, but everything is stored in the portfolio, along with the photos from yesterday, saved especially for a later ...
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