There are two areas I must have a free mind ... and freedom: One, is to be critical in nature, and the other ... is trying to be fair. I've seen what I've seen ... and I have glimpsed is perverted ... swallowed up in advance. (They are school assemblies ... with wolves around, but disguised as media ... instead of lamb) The absurdity of the dignity no longer an eyesore, and is adorned with rhetoric of boredom ... (A pimple on the ass of power, what it is ... not a pandemic potentially lethal) but, when ideas are conspicuous by their absence heterogenia ... (without paternalism or bells) and a circus there is fierce, there must be clowns and clowns ... sad of those who draw a tear on his face.
And here I am afraid ... no mere "lions" ... at the gates of the courts, there are "paper tigers, trapeze artists," tightrope "(of what we do" miracles "at end of month) acrobats ... and, to a bearded lady in blue ... painted by Picasso. Instead, the end ... and although affordable zero desire to change the world has all that more than a dreamer can imagine, realistic projects ... what we are. (Cats meowing ... asking for food and looking towards the future) And I speak of manifests, more or less ... if not touching incident procedures basic minimum rules ... to play "equals" with fellow gamblers far west politically and financially. (If possible, neat and shiny ... not that old axiom of childish of reforming the electoral law that already smells york expired ... or at least ... I aspire ... to something with meaning and hope ... for good) Because the truth ... when they speak in the rain romantic theorists, contradicting ... that this is a non-political movement, it gives me the giggles ... (and a rush of temporary stupidity it takes me to check) and everything has to view all ...
Damn!, which are already sufficiently interconnected and disgusted with the trash and "filthy" ... (the latter reference the right most embarrassing to the intelligence and sensitivity to human ... with those manifested in the Puerta del Sol) shameless as they say now Fabra supporting real democracy and ... to find dress by foot as we were dictates official Mandanga ... (with the nerve to ask Zapatero not the angry refrain) and "co-informal" call it "anti-Junta Central Electoral" . Dad State as Moses ... changing dirty diapers, its people ungrateful ... that roams the desert full of reasons however ... aimlessly. Truth, Grandma!. At least now, the problem is ... on the table.
And here I am afraid ... no mere "lions" ... at the gates of the courts, there are "paper tigers, trapeze artists," tightrope "(of what we do" miracles "at end of month) acrobats ... and, to a bearded lady in blue ... painted by Picasso. Instead, the end ... and although affordable zero desire to change the world has all that more than a dreamer can imagine, realistic projects ... what we are. (Cats meowing ... asking for food and looking towards the future) And I speak of manifests, more or less ... if not touching incident procedures basic minimum rules ... to play "equals" with fellow gamblers far west politically and financially. (If possible, neat and shiny ... not that old axiom of childish of reforming the electoral law that already smells york expired ... or at least ... I aspire ... to something with meaning and hope ... for good) Because the truth ... when they speak in the rain romantic theorists, contradicting ... that this is a non-political movement, it gives me the giggles ... (and a rush of temporary stupidity it takes me to check) and everything has to view all ...
Damn!, which are already sufficiently interconnected and disgusted with the trash and "filthy" ... (the latter reference the right most embarrassing to the intelligence and sensitivity to human ... with those manifested in the Puerta del Sol) shameless as they say now Fabra supporting real democracy and ... to find dress by foot as we were dictates official Mandanga ... (with the nerve to ask Zapatero not the angry refrain) and "co-informal" call it "anti-Junta Central Electoral" . Dad State as Moses ... changing dirty diapers, its people ungrateful ... that roams the desert full of reasons however ... aimlessly. Truth, Grandma!. At least now, the problem is ... on the table.
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