Sunday, October 26, 2008

Amethyst Which Finger



: I miss you, and no one wakes me scraping the bottle caps, visits me in your new form, on a flight I've seen you get to say hello and while you stay silent so as not to interrupt me, I saw you the other day in the garden of the office telling me that everything will be fine, just wanted to hear, and hold my head as you usually did to smell me but I know that you, my dear unicorn, you're in Albanta someday be with you to teach me the place, as it taught me how to live here.

you always want a lot:

Your brother.


Nacho Oceguera, Publicist, Crazy, Creative, M? Frustrated musician, finally, all you want? As knowing your audience and never dared to ask ...
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