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{ night recently I was out of hand and break it in half.

rains on my velvety darkness and the sun seems to have merged with the tips of my fingers.

you who blew out the single candle on the cake that remained intact, consumed with every kiss that we did not. My blood concentrates on the cheeks to recall as many places marred by the desire ... even without having completed with reality.

I loved and I love you. You said you loved me.

( ") We wanted ( ? ) }