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I'm not here, this isn't happening...
That's up to you.
No one regards what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars.
«Defend joy as a trench,*
Sunday afternoon in the garden of delights.
Ani
Nico
Hang out the closet.
The two lifes.
First step.

About a living being from nowhere.

Uploaded on Nov 10th, 2009
by val

About a living being from nowhere.
Nació de una tormenta[he was born from a storm] en el sol de una noche,[in the sun of a night] el penúltimo mes.[of the next to last month.] ~Canción del elegido, Silvio Rodríguez.

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