No recuerdo los detalles del balón.
Pero yo respiro en ti..
El alma parecía morir,
Hicimos tapping en los caminos para llegar a pasos y distancia.
La luna grande se encenderá.
Incluso aquí, y no solo en sueños
Acantilado sombrío
Pero en la esquina hay un tintero sin usar.
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I once saw the world as a dark seed to explode the universe.
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te coloco el anillo.
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