factories isoiridion the turn is over.
go out with his head bowed but not for the effort but because I think of the future ... what I would like to hand you that I'll never ...
teach the work to transmit the passion for that matter that makes us so much sweat, which absorbs energy at the end if you love her.
are sitting at the table with a coffee, or at least what they say, coffee, hot and look out.
this window is huge and looks so fragile right now and think that is the only thing that separates me from the air of Mars ... so thin and fragile. This filament over the storms whip up on the ground by piles of dust that seems almost blood red.
and I am here at the shelter ... but for how long? I know that these storms will affect me too soon. and that time I managed to learn to get used to this air so hard?
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