viernes, junio 01, 2012

My lord

She would write that next letter very soon. She had that meeting in her mind and her heart was full of happiness. Bruce, Tom Joab and her boyfriend had been talking for all night. They had analyzed the stupid young that obtains easy a blind love of a young girl but they're always slave of  richmen. Maybe the Joab's brother Tom.

In that calm day, when the Bruce's song began. Tom described them the hard conditions of desert sand, he also explained the poor conditions that her family suffered in those places, they had to work to exhaustion although at the end of day, those powerful criminals had found out the solutions to steal part of their salary.

Bruce and the other young had already spoken about a repeated situation and they're agreed that the only solution would be that people will become aware about the position life: worker class. The other powers struggled to enslave this class.

Bruce told that his friend Steve had said in a interview that the next time would be a war because the right extreme always needed take control about the society, and economic power could drive the situation and the religious power could drive the fanatical minds to create an ideal World that there is not even in their behavior

These men were a disaster, even when they looked for a picture and finally they photographed with the success, producing panic.

She wrote that letter and the spirit of those night, would be tomorrow in Donosti



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