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Reading: Opium in the Clouds

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second language 9º - secundaria literature Âge recommandé: 13 ans
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Ozjosh Torres Villanueva
Ozjosh Torres Villanueva
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Ce jeu est une version de OPIUM IN THE CLOUDS

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Reading: Opium in the Clouds

This text is aimed to assess students reading comprehension in level A2 (CEFR)

Ozjosh Torres Villanueva
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mornings Gilmour lights remember ordered smelled moving talked middle thought electric clothes smelled looking was believe Streap talked maybe Wednesday

I met you at the Opium Tease and you told me your name was Harlem and you also told me you liked whisky , sunny and so many other things I don't . I told you my name was Gary , Gary and that I had just died in the chair and you didn't me . You thought I was crazy , that maybe I'd had too much to drink and you went to the dance floor to take off your , to drip a little sweat here and there while they played Boys Don't Cry and I a beer and I saw you there from the bar and I you a bit like Boys Don't Cry , a bit like morning and you kept your thighs , your eyes , maybe you were up at those lights that like tomatoes , you were looking for God in the of those yellow and red that were turning over your head , of your dreams of rotten apples and when Boys Don't Cry over you turned to me and we started talking , we about everything , I think I about your cigarettes and I asked you to let me spend the night with you but you told me no way , that it wasn't possible and I wanted to write your name in the sky .

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