I can only try to hide from the inexistent
a deed that, although doomed, demands the greatest of all efforts.
maybe some day, some morning, a bright sky.
meanwhile......
I dunno
The only blog not featuring an ipod.
some day, like before
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Alguien me habló todos los días de mi vida al oido, despacio, lentamente. Me dijo: ¡vive, vive, vive! Era la muerte. (JS)
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