Friday, June 25, 2010

Poem About Chicken Pox

These things look good , but changed his mind after a while. My neighbor

I could have tried something with Sabri, if I could ignore this gesture, which reminded me of an aunt and the aunt who remember that time that I have about seven years and seeing the film Camila (that you cut the head the priest, which traumatized me for years), hugged me and I was smelling her armpit odor with plenty of onions.

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