The given moment matures, grows and is beautifully fulfilled, the immortal radiance of the Universe with a cuneiform smile on radiant faces! Glorious-wreathed angels are now exchanging secret kisses with their beloved sweetheart: A miserable spark has ignited! "Now every coat is sprayed with ice-cold powdered sugar powder, silver lace is pulled over by bored aggastians: Giant Mountains!" "My shoes are treading treadingly on snow, and in every deliberate movement there is conscious fear and insecurity!"

He struggles with bitter drowsiness at night, still how the celestial image swirls with many cherry-lipped snowflakes; now I am not hunted by sanda s envious eyes. With my troubles-matured hoarfrost roof, my years are down, it seems to be multiplying! With its diamond teeth, Winter sinks its metallic claws into me. Unhappy happiness also dreams of new opportunities!

In my hand, the pen is still guarding more and more modestly - I don't even know: How long? And he had to wake up in the midst of squeaky whiplashes - it was like the bitter reality: to seek bread without embezzled opportunities! The proliferation of pain and disappointed self-pity self-pity will not abort you - you can't even forget it, but if you don't take care of yourself as a secret guardian, you will be digested pretty slowly.

For greater deterrence is idleness, and what comes with it: It must be pushed up and thrown away like junk ******* in the trash: As the mortality of dust grains, man smuggles biological traces into the fertile gardens of happiness.