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Click hereAnd from the stairs she can walk on the groundlevel to me and she removes her coat to an articulation of what she removes to articulate what did she say when i responded to her when she asked and she sat down beside me looking forward into glass, Breaking the trees and apples—
This way when i speak with hand gestures it will not matter whether i speak or whether i use hand gestures because no one will be paying attention whereto Yes, i said and was looking forward into the glass of trees, of apples, and when you sang it would not matter whether i spoke or whether i sang with attention because they were all paying attention now,—Yeah, whether i am thinking about you or right now you are not thinking about me, oh yeah? articulating the bend of the mouth with several descriptions of her eyes moving underneath the images altogether.
Es como un cuchillo del mar.—Adios, nene.—No soy su nene.—Es como un cuchillo del mar.—Adios, nene.—No soy su nene.—Es como un cuchillo del mar.—Chispea los meses.—que chispean los cuatro años.—Es como un cuchillo del mar.—Chispea los meses. —que chispean los cuatro años.—Es como un cuchillo del mar.—Es como un cuchillo del mar.