Monday, August 30, 2010

Where To Buy St. Dalfour Cream In Uae

reminiscence neighborhood


I used to leave in the morning

illusion

breathing and watching the flight of the hummingbird. Suspension

endless time without beginning

at times.

Places I want to go.

I want to go, arrive, depart from

stay hidden in Cafayate.

As a wolf of the steppes,

strains of

birthplace sealed

Don Valentine,

loading it into a goblet glass

where the images are deformed

that are on the other side of it. Scottish

playing their bagpipes and celebrating around the hammock

understand the message of life and enjoy

given time. That

fourth quarter second magical moment

savior.

That neighbor, old brute fierrero

Warnes,

gross

but not bad people.

if ... there's everything in Villa Crespo

life presents

this way ...

Interesting!

Like when you sit

to drink mate on the sidewalk

while changing the grass.

Seeing all the mafia

Warnes

living in peace, sharing

code is respected.

which respects no doubt,

source for quality cultural and anthropological

.

The value of the word.

Image: Wan Kok Leong

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