Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Paper Towel Absorption

Second Letter to Pronouns (You, He, She, We, They)




Second Letter to the pronouns (You, He, She, We, They)


My beloved Personal Pronouns:

I have met in one letter to continue the saga he left me in my writing ever written. That thread with everyone, I have always saved me. Amado

You: You

second pronoun, first in the list of preferences, the immediate, mediate. First be walking You and me and then I, then others. You, who ordered me, I drive on the roads to be holding hands You, but second in the conjugation of all verbs, which enslaves or redeeming in every act of living of the self that I am, or he or she, or You, writhing beings entangled in the skein of life.
You who dwell in the light of the tragedy to come out on top, to be first no matter later. You, who signed earlier, who sits on the single seat empty waiting room, bus or you stand in front of the door open for passes you and then I'm your shadow.
You, who left first, who ran sales from the pronouns of the second place to reach the goal of all feelings, you chained to me I have to be two, because without me, life in pronouns misses the meaning of ... us.


You, the great and immeasurable other self, selfless, self-centered at times, brother, friend, sister, dumbbell me, plow furrows in the walk through time. He

Dear Ella:

He, She, third pronoun, third beings in the life of everyone.
He, She, the other close to one, those listed constantly hover around us like fireflies, butterflies, like flies at times.


He, She, who are there, away and near, beside, behind, in front, but there to be felt, because without him or her, the couple are not we procreate without him and she does not exist, but sometimes we would drive them from us, be the whip us, which threatens us, that we cornered. Of course, in many others, are those who love us or who sleep with one, we give the children or those who simply love or hate to madness.
He, She, third dual pronoun to be living in the conjugation of verbs of life. Beloved

Us:

We, the Self in plural, I multiplied all on our own, in others.
We, the conglomerate, the conclave, the meeting, the bullaranga, silence, church, sect, society, communion.
We are the walking out of nothing, of suffering, of joy, of knowing a lot when you're little, knowing nothing when it is all.
We, we the people, we are the homeland, and we are the children, parents, entire generations who we are, He and She to forge a world of melancholy or carcajadas.Nosotros who live far from you, who live crammed into the pronoun for all that live on this side, being all together, as in Fuente Ovejuna, Lord. Dear

They
:

Those who feel out, we left behind the door, which we know exist beyond us. They
, the end of the list, akin to the You , with which we call by distinction, however, are equally to all, to him or her, to you, and I, to our own, because even if we want letting go of all we are part of a single common verb conjugated in the pronouns are.






reached the end without more, and there is much to thank you for giving us names and subjects that we, who are dismissed will always be a compendium of every one of you,


I, you, he, she, we, you, them.

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