these are strange days.
days are 4 zeros.
are the days when old friends come back to do old things, but in a new way.
are days I look inside myself and I find it a little 'equal to a little' different. Then I look in the picture when I was 18 and I realize that at least they are outside a bit 'so different.
are days you want to know new people. new friends. and and 'happy days are
that time and you never know how'. But it's hot or fresddo run here and the 'do everything to finish what you have to do.
are days that you get attached to a wall but he made me do. But then when you get parked, after a general bell'insulto for those who did not believe in you back to earth with a smile (and aching forearms)
are days that you ask questions, and as usual, do not you rispote . But you know that after all these are within you and you just have to dig a little 'more' in depth, as you did yesterday and what will you do tomorrow, and also that all your friends and people you they love are ready to help. And are there ': next to you.
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