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the belly is the wave

not talk about it.
caper that does everything but the day the alien?
is making some progress sauce?
doing tests for typhus when he will take the stage
is training for any body building competitions (to the delight of dad)
or simply gets a caxxo to do all day and then really wants to harass mom's belly?!

but I say, but as you send me around damn it.
yesterday c'avevo the belly that hung to the left right now ..... you know ..... a level playing field ... nun if it hurts anyone.
last night was the waves while eating
tonight kicked and punched the cat that was curled up near me and looking at me with wide eyes

me seems to have ......... and someone still wonders Why call it alien!

de'm past threatens to wake up one day with the navel in the armpit. I have to stand up on

missing very little.

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What I always sorry when I write bitter things. What
me sing and I play it from me.
What I know so much.
What I do not want to think about it.
That does not matter.
What I know what really matters. What
not work.
That's not the people.
they came to this country. That some things
pulverize with a laugh.
What's sunny outside.
That is nice when I find the right words.
That's when they are right, seems never enough.
that sometimes is a problem that my heart opens wide so that, at all, for a song, for whatever he decides. What
with a heart so the risks are twofold.
What I do not want to say what they are. What
but I prefer the first.

What I feel like a bit of sweetness.
Free. What
please please please i already paid enough.

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"Lillian's. How can I help you? "
The voice that answered the phone in the kitchen of the restaurant was young and male.
The sound of dishes and voices rang in the background.
" There is Lillian? Tell her that Ian is. "
The phone fell noisily on the working of steel and Ian stayed to listen to the voices of the cooks in the background, their conversations that slip between the sounds of knives slicing and water that flowed on dishes and vegetables .
Lillian took the line.
"Ian? What's happening? "
" He agreed to come to dinner with me. Now what do I do? "
" Cook, Ian. "
" I know, but what? "
" Well ... what do you feel for her? "
" It 's beautiful and intelligent e. .. "
"I mean," Lillian's voice sounded patient, "What do you want?"
"I want ..." Ian paused, then cleared his voice '.
"I would like with me for the rest of my life."
"So so food '."

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