are smells that almost sound in the ears, vibrate the skull, generally associated with sound. Kyoto is the word - the Japanese "yes."
Hai
skośnooką uttered by Mary to żółtoskórego Archangel Gabriel Annunciation when the secret behind the paper wall. Uttered with absolute certainly, unflinchingly, with humility and a growing bitterness on the edge of the throat and tongue. Yes, she knows that she will drive a lot. Yes, without a single scream virgin przymie divinity in yourself and then be born without a groan. Later, in full will be silently watch as her son grows up to death. Finally, the same die quietly in heavenly peace przeszytego through the heart.
Maria knows everything. He does not understand, understand is not necessarily the case.
dropped his head.
Somewhere beyond the world was made handles, hand omnipotentna switched crossover caught speeding space disappearing in the darkness of the track.
What did you say, Mario?
Hai.
Behold the handmaid of the Lord, let me according to thy word.
Hai is a short moment, it is pozarozumowym whim imperfect beings, to which you applied too much. It seems that the simple interior of the pagoda gradually subdued it. This is very misleading - its consequences leave a distinct groove on the face of time.
Hai, short breath, almost a whisper that reached to the stars. Bottomless blackness of the universe looking sternly upon the earth: that a good thing?
Hai, a man's breath is still thunder sweeping under high heaven.
Hai, trytowy stone, which he constantly fights the precise cascade of events.
Notes: frankincense, cypress oil, coffee, teak wood, vetiver, patchouli, amber, everlasting, cedar.
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