FW300

FW300

One day he was going too fast … I lost them, I was soon resumed back … … with the comfort of an off … and a recovery of confidence … I insisted and lived as if there were another shot … I took a step slow … but firm and confident … I returned to the craziest race of the World … the race called life … it was that I fought … … and reaching the goal of being happy to be well …. positioned in the final pathway that fought alone … … you need freedom … And this is the sister of loneliness because … well … always just departed posted the first and last place … is only possible to be a first … and finally when you run alone … this was the fighting spirit … but we are never alone … we are living by yourself fren … and that’s run … to live and be the first and the last when … We are entering a cycle … it is natural to depart at last … but there are points … where winners are … … so is life in the first place … and last but not another … … so do not stop corridor for … the race of life … we’re always winning and losing at the same time … and yes it is to fight and win in life! A beginning, a cliff, because time is fleeting-ro. The fall parallel to a bad start, cool. On tiptoe balance and give me a jump, delves deep into her mouth. Do not frustrate me, I jumped and I thought the vertigo. Fast heart startled by something that you imagined traveling. At the front, saw a lifetime in a second while sliding over the air. It was the free fall this fall’s hit the ground … … For the wet tarmac road that shines in the air I breathe deep It’s cold! The wet asphalt Feel the fresh water that glows in the dark Remember the bright sky and shining And so was that floor … … Strong, heavily impact this would destroy what was coming. The clock stopped and immortalized the moment of his pen-thickening. At top speed the wind came into tailspin and curling in himself turned around and rose, rose, returned to the previous moment in for no later call it so high that the fall in fell skyrocketing. Do I feel See how the other suffered Someone who felt And they never saw each other on the skin of others that I hope never to suffer severe spirit Help and mutual aid There is gravel on the paths It is these obstacles that stand proud Thus is born in me The belief because I came to the World To fight to the end And watch over you and finally get to the bottom and Wellness

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