martes, 3 de noviembre de 2009

going to mars

The presurated chamber scream in a awfull noise. My eyes explorate , my body wake up of a long dream without ay reference of time.In a sleep without sleep, a continuum efort to the mind to recognize anything familiar, something to dream, something to live, something to die for. The Sleep of 20 years became to the end we went to mars, we colonized and make a new home , a dream came true.

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