Sometimes I hope that fire of yours is burning you out.
Such a shame you ran away from the ocean.
viernes, enero 29, 2016
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Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear.
Where were we?
Where were we?, he asked. But, well, I couldn't say. I lost myself in a cynical world of replics where everybody wears a mask.
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