lunes, 30 de octubre de 2006

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ella lloraba como si pudiera de una vez por todas descomprimir tanta angustía contenida

sin embargo, la angustía lejos de desaparecer se almacenaba, se guardaba en el invierno, se reservaba para la primavera

seeking for motivational?inspiring? something...

You´d think that people would have had enought of silly love songs.
But I look around me and I see it isn´t so.
Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs.
And what´s wrong with that?
I´d like to know, cause here I go again

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