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Even if not now, I will flash in your eyes. Ah bon? I so wanted to go away for the my limit. To understand, on what I'm capable and on what - incapable. Because it's offensive to reach to the end, so not knowing itself - man which was me as though nearer than all and which I love so. I so wanted to become better, that forgot even, what I'm actually. I so wanted to be sincere, that began to laugh, when most it would be desirable to sob. I didn't want to be one of crowd. I didn't want to be a secret, but wanted to remain unsolved. I began to change the days.
Absolutely spontaneously. Independently and contrary. At own discretion. On principle differently. It is better to live by a dream, than to dream about life. Et cours, cours jusqu'a perdre haleine. Viens me retrouver.
I wanted to change. I can change. I must change. Or I must go away. I will change. And I remain.
I hate itself at times. I simply feel and incarnate. I see how veritable values become false and that yet yesterday seemed something unthinkable, tomorrow becomes banal. I see the purpose. I go to the purpose. Indecision. I can not say. But you will understand. Not get on the itself hip. Be not quiet. These senses. Tous les effets secondaires sont dits. I one without you and around all of stranger. And without you I am not quite present, I all in errors, corrections, all of wrong, bad without you. I already not wholly.
Bad finale, sad. But will I delete all of these words - they can be deleted? Now all.