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As a child, a little girl I can be even now, with Wendy, did not interest me too listening to music. At that time was more exciting adventures to live and secret caves where they lost. When my friends talked about their favorite singers fashion, I never knew who they were.

However, I remember some things that were important. I remember my parents had a turntable in the dining room later in the office. Remember the old radio that had to be bigger than me, which still adorns the shelf above orrdenador. I remember his collection of jazz and classical music. I remember the cassette of the car and especially the mandrake. But mostly I remember my mother singing.

Mum always liked to sing. It has a deep voice, the kind that you walk inside and you are ringing for a while. He also likes to show off, and always sings loudly, as he runs with all his strength until he can not more, more or less well.

  If I had to choose two songs from that time two songs, the first of what would have to speak to the Ogre's Nana. And to tell you about the ogre Nana would tell you of Joaquim. Joaquim was born exactly six months before me. We were always something like brothers or cousins. I really envied him. He had the ability to find fossils, fungi, incredible secrets, or what I always thought incredible secret, where no one else did. Had the ability to draw an alien leg starting with great detail. And besides, I always had the most amazing Lego constructions, from spacecraft to fairytale castles. Now that your life away a little more dp; nbsp; "Mom, cántamela

And she did.

I liked that song because my name levaba title, because he spoke of birds, of stars and travel and because mom sang so well that more than sleep, I opened her eyes and smile under the sheets. I had reg Lluis Llachwinged a song with my name. And it was so pretty.

So yes, I have a weakness for music, for singing at all hours and put some songs to my favorite moments.

Now I have restricted some tunes, but soon come back to sing. I have also discovered other new songs from the words of one night of film, hats and coffee. And I have again isLaura de Lluis Llach spoon.

need to find as the nanny of the Ogre.

And finally, maybe a day now walk slowly while singing, will raise a song in my head along with a comet, or sleep on the floor, letting it die slowly my voice.

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nen, or not, but that feeling soon, the warmth that comes over you and you smile without meaning to plant. It is thanks, or maybe not. Nor is there exact words. There are many kinds of love, they say. And love is Latin search. And discover that the light is not extinguished.

That may not be true, but is that feeling. Claim the right to be unhappy and ask

-so, so short, that just does not hear, be happy, a little, anyway. Is a sudden certainty, the certainty of uncertainty. The magic and unicorns, the secret of knowing you are brave and exposed girl with green mesh and straw hat, wand in hand and bare feet, knees, bruised, dirty fingernails and cheeks

Pimples On Vagnia Area darkkaura @ 2008-01-11T01: 25:00

I claim my right to be unhappy ... and happy rain

claim my bike, and the river
the forest from outside and from within
how difficult over the easy. Damn

easy ways.

That also tells the story of those left wanting alone.

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streets, just memorize it, just allow yourself to be selfish for a while. Then, at the bus stop, just singing that song is a bit ours.

- And I do not believe that more people know -. My hands were growing cold. He ended up carrying my suitcase. I was disoriented. He talking about axes and dwarves. And did she.

she arrived, bright, saving, as heroine manga is. For her it would be better, and the year just started, by God, was to 1st January, beginning the year. Dosmilhachi. What we started together. What we began full, round, circular, and sociallywhy it should be a good year. Only by this will be a good year. Sure. You know. Better Together. He says our song. And what she says when we laugh and when we represent the entire fauna dinner. We watch anime at night until the wee hours of the morning and being, each half of the bed 135. We eleven and breakfast biscuits, no more, no less, eleven exactly.

Definitely, the train has become an important element in my life, our site, go. And the train went to Ávila. Travel together, together, a little imagine touring Europe, andreviewing maps look at the way the finger, slowly, reciting every place we could tread, and a little too much. But why the imagination if I can not overdo anything that can and more. The train. And his shoulder. His head, so close. Music. And "Do you mind?" "For nothing, am I comfortable?". And already, because he could not do (

me) that. Not now. Because then you might have to force myself to forget. Noquieroamnesia.

was then talk of walls, castles, dragons, maps to lose, carousels, views from the heights and snow. Of course snow. There had to be snowing for usagain. " And the songs. How could I forget the songs. Me and my obsession for singing at all hours. And boy, it's getting late. And it's over. For there to catch a train and face the fear and tension. But at least I'm full of value. Valor and fear at a time, but ultimately value, it is strange. And a hug and see you in March, more and better. And getting up in the air. Then she and I talking without words, cactus lives before and "up the street to turn right not talk." And walking up arrears, if I want I can be a bird and gull, lemur, dragon, Tenma, knight, cat and all that we can have. That if we can be everything and more. & a