and another day comes ... Hello ladies and gentlemen!
but my sea? where are the clothes hanging in the wind that move? the waves crashing to the north? the blue sky and sea? my window from which you can see the sun?
are far away, in my house elsewhere ... my flower my plants to my ray of sunshine in the morning ...
I want to go home for this, but here I have so much more ... so what do you do?
aggiustola my bicycle and go over the sea a little further a little more black.
but that's okay.
my next life maybe in my next home with my man with a dog with flowers and a little sea from the window.
soon.
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