If I close my eyes very well resent your voice, perfect with a slight dialect. He had telephoned
..
-Do you believe in fate?
-I am convinced that nothing happens by chance,
you and I had to know. The fate
working day night and weaves its web,
and how he had imagined, he felt his presence ...
was breaking the balance that was trying so hard to build.
She sank on the bed, closed my eyes and began to
hear only silence ...
It would have been impossible to ignore that feeling ..
energy charge that moved like a blind search of truth ..
began to hum that infinite silence to break!
CF
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