Un pétalo Menos
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MatureComplete Tue, Dec 18, 2018<5 mins
Todos los años han sido igual, no hay alguno que pueda decir "Este año fue diferente al resto de los anteriores". He pasado 18 años dormida en un sueño tan profundo como cuando morimos... Y vaya que no quiero despedir otro pétalo más sin tan solo cumplir la mitad de aquel pergamino de sueños que escribí cuando era niña.
He conocido miles de soñadores que hoy descansa en un cementerio donde los pájaros ya no cantan, solo se escucha el ruido de las hojas vagando por el suelo. Y ese no el lugar que deseo visitar, no sin haber cumplido mis sueños.
Hoy te vengo a certificar que lo único imposible es aquello que no intentamos.
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