Bazaar of wishes that have not yet been cherished by anyone.
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Window

Window

Close to heaven, where rise fears to become the wind cries, There is a window. Enclosed by walls of concrete and steel, so it can remain unchanged climatological disasters, and impassive before the passage of the years. Ojos de...

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Leaves

Leaves

-Me gustaría que me golpearas tan fuerte como pudieras, like we used to do for young people, to feel your contained anger and impregnate me more pain. -Nunca estamos preparados - me decías mientras otro de tus familiares se interponía entre nosotros para darte el pésame....

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