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Women, I do not know what words to begin an accelerated zero this site. I have sent out so many things atsisiusti to tell you, at the same time none. I would like to translate some words could be heated emotions this hiking kò'm care Kannai, which marinated endian time my soul out, pulled everything inside me. If some vowels and consonants could simplify this same word, today I lost PATA tan'm atsisiusti write all this speaks Creole. I hear I hear them say love is over water and mountains. They yo'k said that, I'd do a little talk with them, explain the thunder and fire sensation feeling angered every day and return day.
Last night I had a dream in which we danced to beautiful music, "When we make love," jazz MizikMizik. In the dream, I feel all kò'w flame me, as I tasted honey kou'w. I so love the cabinet, do a bit of talking, hearing, fè'w laugh, I feel like je'w, see gestures, face and when I smiled. Every day before when the rooster wakes up, I love this drink poison, even if I know that I'm drowning in a hell. I'm still waiting despite repouse'm, although not vle'm, despite documents still racing for another. To explain sa'm can anyone atsisiusti explain themselves pa'm?! I can tell you as a man who would like manyen'w, karese'w, miyonnen'w, Smack, sere'w, koupe'w, but the woman who was hiding atsisiusti andidan'm is stronger than a few years. He would rather genyen'w as best friends, atsisiusti and a shoulder to cry on, to talk, share koute'w chagren'm, jwa'm, libète'm. Despite the cold you left me, I still felt strong kè'm looking ring neck drum beat and held under the Peristyle chanpèt pastel. Kiss and caress you and a sense of melody manke'm Lanba to break those bonds. Pipirit songs, many years ago. I still have the sun shining je'm, Ned many people as they do not know a man sensitive, vulnerable, sweet, sansyèl, brittle, which means they protect men'm as protection, to respekte'w that renmen'w that will give you all the love ginen'l bile. I expect the law will help me in the sand of time stopped flowing to love all the time. In ekri'w letter because I heard a few years ago, I feel my soul and Frem Mabouya eve code all my guts. My only weapon is my night to see the sun shining more paradi'm hell ... They said the stove and entatad, only to realize that I'm crazy about you. I knew today if I had fallen into a well, I know it's always the first to point out a small, but give me rale'm. If it was you, I found that ta'p Guinea crying anndan'm, showed who I am, the friend peyi'm, land and nature. Tomorrow, I hope that you will do a little dance again, if it ever happens, it's not my gide'w but each will lead to each other. I do not think alcoholism is the word I scratch atsisiusti sheet, but we share a moment of magic m'espere, listen documents while we breathe, battering each other and each other.
M'pa even believe that God can explain what I feel, love the river, and even Guinea law and look over the centuries. Guinea and the law should rele'l atsisiusti or otherwise seek definition home mother Africa. Sa'm feel they do not like. He pulled my gut every dew.
I respect the decisions that are made during all these years, for stability, for society, for the definition lamoun matter. atsisiusti I do not know if this story will make people talk, lawmakers dance, squash fruit Mapou your song writers of the ink flow. But I know that there will always be a source vi'm, Queen ayiti'm atsisiusti best Sun kouche'm best souvni'm atsisiusti ... and no truant, first and last lanmou'm. Women, many years have passed since we started writing together this story that I never finished, and Suman never finish. I kè'm will not stop crying. M'espere both young and old will sit three stone fire to tell this story, not our history. The story that has come from the Tiburon hills, passing through Jacmel Janrabèl. A story that has to drum beats, lifting all laws and Guinea peyi'n them dance. A story with a love for the sound Lanba not exist in the book. Sound story day j