Monday, June 22, 2009

The Difference Between Darvocet And Percocet



Being in the middle of the afternoon with this heat I had a great effort. The air heavy, wet, sticky and sound that could cut into blocks and stacked like stones of a cathedral, would not let me breathe. Above, the sky gray and uniform, that prevented refreshing view of the mountains, closing the circle of annoyance. Then came
, announced by a rumble and the darkening of the sky beyond, towards Liguria, with a violent roar, liberator. After the mass of clouds opened, freeing the mountains here and there, the air finally cooled returning with pleasure to fill the lungs.
Even plants and grass in the garden we met understood, almost as ducks and geese could not believe the luck of an unexpected and wonderful puddle in the yard. The fig tree in the corner of the garden, waiting for me dripping from ripe fruit. We were all blessed the most valuable asset.
Then, just in front of me I saw a pink open and enjoy the life that the water was offered.
And so, I also wet from the rain, I wanted the world to be like my garden, and each man as the rose and can also enjoy the water of life that is offered.

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