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an end is near
beginning is about
Looking forward
A look back inevitable.

Happy Ending

Though the night with me,
not sleep now,
only chance, tell us if final.

That although the taste never s ma
again the same,
in life forgetfulness
usually do not last.

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things I think ...

... sometimes I sit on the edge of my reality and try to think what life would be across the same ...

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A crumpled sheet

all starts with a dream, a blank page, ready to be written a thousand anecdotes, doubts , confessions, desires, feelings, but do not know why, these turn into accusations, misunderstanding, then silence, perhaps generated by the disappointment, pain, past or present that goes disappointment wrinkling our folio, we dump, unconscious, in every fold, frustration, anger, ghosts, just a moment, but that remains forever , because although he was then pressed, caress it, stretch it, the folio will never be the same as before.