Le plancher est quelque chose que nous devons combattre contre. Tandis qu'apparemment seul plateforme pour la position humaine, il est cet endroit que les hommes tombent . Je ne suis pas tourdi. Je me tiens comme tour, un phare; le rayon ple de mon sentiency dcoulant de mon visage.
Mais si je vais tourdi je se briser vers le bas dans le plancher; mon visage dans le plancher, mon saignement d'attention dans les fissures du plancher.
Cher endroit horizontal, je ne souhaite pas tre une couverture. Ne pas tirer la tte difficile, cette ampoule de balancement de crainte et rve...
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