The meaning of my thoughts started to float away from me, like leaves that fall from a tree into a river, I was the tree, the world was the river.
lunes, julio 5
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Es que de a ratos se me dan mas las nebulosas para ocultar la oscuridad de mi interior...
y me cuesta creer que de momento a momento, brillara la luz del sol...
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