Cleaned some feeling dour also has to do to spend our time learning other things. A triplet is three equal notes to be singing or playing time for two of them, "says the rae. My friend Benjamin taught me to play them, I practiced them happy. Many people are sad, my friend Viridiana it is, and I can only encourage it with this triplet of words:
Riddle
I am the shadow that accompanies you on those return trips home. I have a night to forget, and my walks I like to hide from the light of kerosene in the shadows of the trees. In the morning never cease to amaze the stones at every step, their smooth forms are honest testimony of time and the bonds that have formed the people to go to find or get to the place they want. I can not stop looking for you, but in silence, friend and associate of my days.
concentric circles.
are circles lying in one plane and have the same center.
Paul draws two circles in the sand and then with the feet delete angry. Want to draw two circles that are together. Want to be played as two mouths that kiss. Despite their efforts remain separate circles. Among them are a sad loneliness. Draws them closer to each other with one hand supporting the metal tip on the ground and extends to other leads cordoncito, turns on itself and trace it all the time. When you believe has been touched crumb trail are not distinguishing the duplicity of the drawings, namely: Paul just look thickened circle on the sand grains. He wants to see the other. On the plane wants to distinguish the two figures together without the intervention of chance. With the momentum of his hands Paul draws and erases angry.
A Miss crimson dress.
was a Miss who lived in a gray street.
A street built with cement and brick walls,
block and adocreto,
all gray.
One day came the masters who painted it.
Some guys great-imagine,
wearing stilts
and wigs amber
tops and sometimes given away to children,
-they painted Ms. Street.
what color the paint?-Imagined the neighbors ...
Amarillooooooooooooooooooooooo-back said voices screaming ...
No, color is a beautiful still-smiling side voices applauded ...
If they used amber wigs, "said the lord of the fruit, then it must be a gorgeous color ...
turquoise cried all happy ...
painted everything turquoise :
The jars,
the mailbox to let the love letters,
looked out the window where the lady of the shop to sell chamoy and Pulparindo.
painted tiles of home of Don Vicente,
dog collar hummingbird-now they seemed happier.
kitchen utensils Mrs. quesadillas.
Bicycles
the eight inches that separate the sidewalk from the street painted.
the hallways also
the hinges
pharmacy signs up and supermarket.
And could paint used stilts taller than an ordinary painter.
then began to paint the treetops
afternoon
heaven.
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