The head of the internal ukemi

The head of the internal ukemi,

a controlled crash.

Sicilian gene,

they break down the road

even in the darkest thoughts.

Up, down, just as the wave motion,

now not in a hurry

tomorrow. I do not want that the

acts of terrorism to the world,

I am new wars.

Someone next door to shout loud,

I may have a little story to write,

Then I'm walking solitude alley.

There can not ever go

too hard. The idea of flight,

and I am the space of Bermuda

in the triangle. It can be a long,

or lyhtyt the idea of slim.

Drumming guy wants a relaxed,

it is a good new totistista

a hobby to a friend.

I thought the warm

I let escape

out of those words.

Who are suffering from over gray

Patino. In my bosom I

want to increase the parasitic animals.

The light slowly flows

january murky,

the arrival of spring, it is never

makes too much heartburn. I do not like

However, wet slush.