must have been another drowning. A similar drowning that led me to start this blog for over 3 years. Maybe it's the same choke. Why a breath? For thus it feels not to speak, shut up, leave everything in the womb, save for naught. I thought: we must continue the prowl. I sat a few days ago and transform the image of the blog, I reread the entry and I decided to one another errorcito uncorrected. Also I decided to post again about what I was born, that is, about what I do. Boy, is relaxing, writing is a house where one feels at ease. 
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