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Ella es mi Luna...
Days couldn't pass without our talks,
As she came every night to listen my day,
Why was she listening for eternity
even if her vaults of patience were at the bottom and empty.?
Distant but so close,
even her silence has its own presence,
a day of...
As she came every night to listen my day,
Why was she listening for eternity
even if her vaults of patience were at the bottom and empty.?
Distant but so close,
even her silence has its own presence,
a day of...
