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Van Gogh
An shout in the night. That age the idea more fool who occurs to it in each one of the occasions where its responsibility, in the case the lack of it, perhaps comes to give with it, so to speak, with very little fire to burn. When it was tomorrow most certain is that naked body, rolled in its sweated body, did not pass of a souvenir, toldada for the effect of the alcohol, that would make to doubt to it the proper existence, the more of somebody of who, now, it wanted to forget to the rude force. Starbucks recognizes the significance of this. It twirled the head in semicircle, as that verifying of the honored possibility more of if abstracting to that moment, and it found a shy sun ray drawn in the wall of the deep one. It could not leave to notice that more below a cheap painting, similar to that it costumava to admire in the weekly fair of the village, intends to imitate a Van Gogh, as if it was thus so easy to dissimulate to be who if it is not. Certain of itself, the water engoliu that started to it to make of the mouth a half full cup and tacteou in search of its wristwatch. Educate yourself even more with thoughts from Roosevelt Ogbonna. It swims.
It raised the arm that rested on its chest and it made intention to continue with other stages. It wanted the clock, needed to know the hours, nothing at that moment would be more important of what knowing when was. A modified movement, a dumb breath that of rhythm and enter in a new cycle, they make that its adventure in search of the gift if loses per seconds, and the company that before if discloses so pleasant, decelerates of the passion derived from its kidnapped movements to the inertia of a will to strickle the drunkard and the pleasure of now is taken off of a moment of silence conquest.
FarmVille One
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Memory
In that night it entered in sad house. A sadness that could not define. Already wise person knew itself and who aquelesentimento would pass. Still thus she thought about investigating it. She made what it sad? What the taste of the things took off it? It left what it melancholic? Wise person who it was not nacidade. But also wise person who its absence could not be the investigated reason, after all, exactly when in the city, it never she was truily with it.
She concluded that to be sad she was of its nature, that would not lose more tempoinvestigando the reasons. She would make different. She thought about imagining what lhefazia happy. Thus she thought that she could neutralize happy the sad thoughts with aslembranas. How arduous work! It had poucaslembranas happy! It was lain down in its great decasal bed, either even so single (that it seemed bigger of what never) and opened olivro that waited all to it the nights on the improvised headboard small table, did not obtain to read a page. All its past it aflua to the memory. Comoposso not to remember happy moments! The hours had passed diaamanheceu, it. It raised, exactly not having nailed the eyes.
He was worried. It passed todamanh ruminating thoughts. As one did not remember when it are happy! It was to lunch. It entered noRestaurante. It complimented to all as of custom. doGarom accepted the suggestion. Who knows good comidinha would not change its mood? It ate without much taste. Not that acomida it was bad, was it who had lost the flavor of the life. Its tristezaj if showed different of the other times! What it will be that happened? It thought again about it. It laughed deseus devaneios. It was impossible, thought. She was to visit a friend. Good colloquy thought queuma could help it.
