Story with no beginning and end
When I feel this crazy world ... I invert my normal attitudes returning to normal .
The love story that invention , reinvents itself every moment in a constant , abundant , elegant silence.
You can not leave the wound open , this life, this life. You can not even if it is fulfilled .
To such a life.
Therefore I insist on messing up the orders and act sort of thoughts . Because without order there is nothing ...
And the Prime Minister acts as if there were hither and dance ...
You have nothing to accept , but should not live without a fight , you should not ...
The oppressor is always forgiveness , in light or darkness .
Oppressed can not choose , it's up to him just give in and live.
Nothing equals his morals, his substantial value
That without the price not to buy
But you can deceive , pledge ...
And then , water into wine and bread
Always cut at some salon.
My hair is the same for all
That support the rule of fools
And obey fall asleep ...
But when they wake followed the advice
Give you look in the mirror.
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When more of the same
so live the accepted copies
the damned trends , fashions, patterns taxes veiled , vile form of the commercial and television programs .
The cuts tailoring challenge hairdressers full of creativity and hairspray , causing envy to the nobles gardeners with its imposing pruning shears .
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But on this side there is no opening to Jerusalem
And the boy who was born to time
Dad received the mission
And obeyed ...
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