Diagram Ofa Laser Sailboat

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1. Above them the sky is infinite.
The stars will never end and, somehow, the chances either. They are free and have lived just a few more centuries
how to better understand what life is or what the hell it means to be what they are. Still, being young means not fully understand the loads hauled in the back, means obeying impulses of the moment. Swayed by the fluttering in the stomach and a racing heart. Keep your head warm .
Above them the sky is infinite. And Manuel kiss for the first time, Miguel between the natural light of the stars, the gentle clamor of the waves and the cold dampness of the sand. CHTM XC for him and is fully aware that it doubled in size, but not intended to be crushed.
would be the final dagger. As deep as the voice of Michael when he turned away. (never wanted this war.) 3. Miguel's smile and laughter are things Martin expendable. Manuel himself is convinced that he can live without them. (It is perfectly able to follow without a pat on the shoulder or the touch of a warm hand on his.) needed would be a huge sign of weakness, a temptation which is not willing to fall. For Manuel is strong

, the strongest of all. is strong because not needed. Because no one ever has needed.

(Because it is completely and totally self-sufficient.) is easy to pretend it is easy to overlook the absurd tears running down her face. It is certain that if ignored, will be as though they had gone, as if they were part of a chapter nonexistent, full pages torn from a large book. Nobody would notice.

(Is there anything more pathetic than sobbing their names?)
For Manuel, can go all to hell. (Who told you to love them both.)


4.
The smell of gunpowder mixed with the sea, the incessant sound of gunfire. The creak of wood,l caused.
In the silent hour of night, hides certain mutual guilt. It is almost palpable.)

But the pages are turning. Remain indelible, but the chapter ends and start making a book of history increasingly endless. Life goes on, the wounds healed and the scars remain as silent witnesses.
As a reminder that you will not have more injuries like that. A specific statement silently between the two:
None will make the mistakes of the past.

(The pain is unforgettable, but forgiveness is more latent. And in the silent hour, are just two quiet bodies between the sheets.)