Saturday

As blue as I can be

Knowing my place in that world. A world that doesn't belong to me. Who does it belong to? Do I really need to answer that? This time a lie that I tell to myself is promise. Or a promise is a lie that I tell to myself. It's all the same. Lies and promises.

Irremediable hasta los huesos. Once and again.

Nostalgia hasta en los huesos. Quiero volver a sentir esa libertad que te hace caminar hasta las lágrimas. O que en el caminar, permite a las lágrimas ser.

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A un suspiro de tu cuerpo. Azul es la respuesta.
[BI]

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Green eggs and ham.

How can we be so different and feel so much alike?

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