Donde Esta Wifly

It's a somewhat
unique story of a guy named
Wifly who was sold
tar saying it was
kifi.
He had the perfect plan
and a California bike (x2)
that lasted until he passed through the dump. The school kids always talked about him, like a quiet boy hidden under a second skin,
the older ones always beat him up,
twisting his neck, whenever he played fly.
Calm down, a man is not
made in a day, but in just
one day they can turn your ass
into a watermelon, Wifly was
his mom's joy, Wifly
knew that one day the world
would suck him off. Wifly's sister was not in good
company, ask around the
neighborhood who didn't know
her, she witnessed the
first fights at home,
Wifly escaped by reading Spider-Man and the mass. Wifly had a Spectrum 128,
he loved puddles and
cork boats, he went with
the kids from the block to the field, there he started to like cigarettes. A new friend appeared in his life, together they caught a cat and brought out his homicidal instinct, I bring the story raw and not cooked, because in the second part there will be Wifly even in the food.

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Wifly is like the air, no one sees him. Wifly steals computer games at El Corte Inglés. Wifly, has nothing better to do than spend the whole day lying on the street and go up to the keli to sleep and eat. Wifly is like the wind, no one sees him. Wifly plays tough because he's over chess. Wifly, has nothing better to do than spend the whole day lying on the street and go up to the sky to fall again.

After a year, talking about Wifly sounds strange, his mother says: Wifly is out there causing harm, this morning, there was a man in a window with a rifle telling his wife: where is Wifly? Time changes us, Wifly now has a pit bull, sells pills and drinks whisky with red bull, smokes full from Istanbul and has a trunk with no memories, Wifly calls the kids from his school Wifly. Now to talk about Wifly do it carefully, because Wifly has a rope and you can end up hanged or stabbed. No one knows where he's going, I remember Wifly was a conscientious Jehovah's Witness, but the white butterflies never passed by his side, that's why luckily he will never speak. Wifly I wish you the best in life, but remember Wifly...
you can't control it.

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