This hot heals the soul and its intent, blue skies again attend to the clouds of my spells.
§ § Bleu liberté
And now my task will be faithful to the woman I am.
and equally to exercise the right to change their mind. The measure is full. The measure would have been filled before, imagine now.
And on the other hand, another task will always respect my right to freedom. What
that rarely comes from a symbiosis of the couple. The pair, in which I no longer believe.
And so I come back to burn loosely placed here and there just a plague.
§ § Blanc egalité
equality on which no account. Joint trade or symbiotic impossible, and a ruling is final. If
be the same means flattened, never I'll give in to blackmail.
I'll never be the same as anyone.
It has already more calmly, I swept the shadows, tidied up old clothes, hanging red ribbons on small hangers, and my abbey is richer than before. And I can even venture to start to decorate the walls.
You, you not: now you are away, you mist of memory.
§ § Rouge fraternité
Red moderated. Fraternize, we can discuss, if necessary, will take place in small doses. Exchange of cells themselves is difficult and, for more room.
But, come on, this will never run out of parts of the world. Of my world.
There is nothing harmful in this speech that I pulled the strings in recent days. There is no fear, no tension.
If I continue to happily interact with others is because after my misunderstood unhappiness is not affected.
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