Dear dawn.. Image of the poetry of a sublime girl who makes evening and morning something other than time, but a unique unit of space and dream, we will never be able to give you these few words, I will never be up to it, in fact do we know how to understand, multiple intelligences, this art of nuance, no coding, no lines of calculation, the white between the lines is for reading, I will tell you something rather intimate, I am going through a difficult period for the nerves and which blurs the vision, and I need to hear you, you are not a psychoanalyst, but what to do with the classification, I am a cat, wild, and you have this wild side, yes, you have this chance to know how to combine extremes, and also the most important to understand that .. I like salmon/carrot croquettes as you know ??? I admire your listening to all the feelings that are associated with happiness .... an admirer Nous sommes félins pour l'autre.
