Discoloration Of Dogs Lip

Customs Chile

still remember it was almost routine when I was with a friend (a) end up sharing a dish or dinner. Custom which is being replaced by a moment of shared sweat in a gym.




Today is the gym where the friends for an afternoon burning calories instead of eating them. This is also where young people meet and fall in love. This is where the elderly dispel her loneliness.



I would like to see the result of this change in life in 20 years. Maria Fischinger

Physical Therapycover Letter

Earthquake in Chile, this bard inspires

great wrath

concentrated in the gods that look the

and left quite alone in combat.
Buildings




discussed killing fires, intense flares;

the person giving woes hurt, bridges

very hurt that crash.



Today my verse is dressed in mourning:

with my beloved brother is my soul,

hoping that his be calm. Mama



Chicha trembling ... Do not you see ...?

are just people that fate

without asking you crossed your path.



Emilio Medina M.



March 2, 2010.

Pernicious Anaemia. More Condition_symptoms

A destruction boxes. From yesterday

Chile February 2010


Horror ... The bed is jumping. Trembling ...

What's happening?

light does not turn off ... ...
Up is cracking.
I'm locked!
I want to live! ¿
DO NOT UNDERSTAND??


o - o - o


The bed is jumping.
What's happening? Another tremor

... No ... this is worse.
What's happening?
Everything is creaking ...
The house is turning ...
We're falling ... ... What happened
Dad?
... Where's Mom?


o - o - o


We go to bed. Let
sleep. We will feel

sweet lullaby of the sea.
The bed is jumping!
¿And that noise??
¿Who is crying?? ¿
ear Am I wrong??

is the roar of a huge wave ...
erasing my room ... ... ...
water
kiss me ... ... I'm very lonely.


o - o - o Move



goat fucking poto ...
EARTHQUAKE IS!
What has happened?
Corre Corre
dad ... mom ...
All the hill.
Where's the dog?
are my pants?
in the bathroom were my teeth ...
RUN INSANE!
There are no reasons! Watch the wave

dad ... My house is not ...
finally arrived! We saved

and still live ...
¿Where did we had??


o - o - o


doors, sticks, mud and anything ... in a street

wet where the water came ...
just happened. There
people lived and loved ...
ate and prayed ...

laughing and singing ... Now it's just a wet road ...
wet with salt water.



o - o - o


Humberto Silva Morelli