Cuando la vida te ofrece un sueño que supera ampliamente cualquiera de tus espectativas no es razonable lamentarse de su conclusión
domingo, 8 de enero de 2012
In another life.
The past is like a hand full of dust. It fells through your fingers. Disappearing little by little. I wish, for one day, I could come back. In another life I would do thing in a different way.
The past is like a hand full of dust. It fells through your fingers. Disappearing little by little. I wish, for one day, I could come back. In another life I would do thing in a different way.
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