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C'è una sorta di piovra galleggiante su uno specchio d'acqua che aspetta l'inizio dei Giochi di Maggio. Più o meno come tutte le volte che è stato Maggio, con qualcosa in meno e qualcosa in più, o meglio con meno cose uguali e più cose diverse, poi gira che ti rigira si torna da capo. Alla fine a qualcosa deve servire tutta questa sabbia che scorre, le stelle non stanno a galoppare a vuoto nel firmamento per sentirsi un giorno dire - Beh, dai ragazzi, ora fuori che devo chiudere. - C'è qualcosa in questo tempo che mi sta rendendo simile ad un vampiro, raccontatemi cosa vedete dalla finestra, quando siete fermi al semaforo a cosa pensate, quante Sometimes you pick up something without knowing what you need and how often you use the word love to mean something that is not love. I feed you. I do not see all this desire to build, but I meet a lot of people who watch the most and least want to see, with the same expression when looking at those glass bowls filled with water that if the tips then it seems that it snowed. But it's nice to know that somewhere you are going, I accumulate, collect, look around, listen around and when I get to a certain point and I think you're going a bit 'collectively whores play again, and I think I still look probably right. Shit, a circle of 5 km in diameter is what belongs to us and in there should keep us all, then once you've stuck with everything you need to start patrolling around so you do not steal anything and meanwhile laps around the outer edge and watch the place where you live, the things you say, your favorite food, pictures elementary, some songs that are beautiful and say, Holy shit a lot of things, but unfortunately did not have written you and even some books and then all the desire you had to pay debts and washing machines and every time you get yourself a pat already you feel inside and immediately after there will be three kick ass waiting for you. I remember one Christmas when I thought I had received the gift of understanding and I have made an effort to draw the portrait most likely
. Unfortunately I sbagliavo, al solito non avevo capito un cazzo di niente.
C'è una sorta di piovra galleggiante su uno specchio d'acqua che aspetta l'inizio dei Giochi di Maggio. Più o meno come tutte le volte che è stato Maggio, con qualcosa in meno e qualcosa in più, o meglio con meno cose uguali e più cose diverse, poi gira che ti rigira si torna da capo. Alla fine a qualcosa deve servire tutta questa sabbia che scorre, le stelle non stanno a galoppare a vuoto nel firmamento per sentirsi un giorno dire - Beh, dai ragazzi, ora fuori che devo chiudere. - C'è qualcosa in questo tempo che mi sta rendendo simile ad un vampiro, raccontatemi cosa vedete dalla finestra, quando siete fermi al semaforo a cosa pensate, quante Sometimes you pick up something without knowing what you need and how often you use the word love to mean something that is not love. I feed you. I do not see all this desire to build, but I meet a lot of people who watch the most and least want to see, with the same expression when looking at those glass bowls filled with water that if the tips then it seems that it snowed. But it's nice to know that somewhere you are going, I accumulate, collect, look around, listen around and when I get to a certain point and I think you're going a bit 'collectively whores play again, and I think I still look probably right. Shit, a circle of 5 km in diameter is what belongs to us and in there should keep us all, then once you've stuck with everything you need to start patrolling around so you do not steal anything and meanwhile laps around the outer edge and watch the place where you live, the things you say, your favorite food, pictures elementary, some songs that are beautiful and say, Holy shit a lot of things, but unfortunately did not have written you and even some books and then all the desire you had to pay debts and washing machines and every time you get yourself a pat already you feel inside and immediately after there will be three kick ass waiting for you. I remember one Christmas when I thought I had received the gift of understanding and I have made an effort to draw the portrait most likely 
. Unfortunately I sbagliavo, al solito non avevo capito un cazzo di niente. 
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