a week that saw me rolling from place to place using arms, legs, tongues and colors too loud. Perhaps I was not really present in any place. who was the two of you the other night with us? (Cited) because they do not bite but escaped before being recognized. and so throughout this week that ends tomorrow with an anomaly for me giving me two weeks lopsided. a long, clumsy and short and another with a precise objective in the end.
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