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feria de madrid

Un poema que si no eres de Madrid puede que no te haga sentido, es una recolección de mi infancia. Ahí va. A través de la línea 8 del metro hemos llegado a un mundo singular: próxima estación feria de Madrid forrada de banderines y gente al azar Lecturas de aura Leche de almendras gratis Ropa de... leer más

Model

My worth is non-negotiable. My time is not for sale. My respect is earned or lost. Fear doesn't touch me. I use it as fuel. The weak use it as an excuse.

Un poema equis.

‎There are moments in my every minute alive that I think of you, laying your head on my lap, peacefully asleep. ‎ ‎The cat is near the bed, the dogs howling outside and the dim lights of the empty streets infiltrate through the windows. ‎ ‎That empty chair, that space that can't be occupied by any... leer más

Breathe Pink Floyd

Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave, but don't leave me Look around Choose your own ground Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be Run, rabbit run Dig that hole,... leer más

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