MaitenaAll these accidents that happen, follow the dot, coincidence makes sense only with you, you don't have to speak, I feel emotional landscapes, they puzzle me, then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this state of emergency, how beautiful to be, state of emergency is where I want to be.
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Eyer me paso, fue la fiebre me console timidamente.
Humeda las sabanas, bañada en sudor.
Un sueño raro.
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