MI COMIENZO, "el nacimiento de sentimientos en tiempos de contratiempo".
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Mi comienzo, es la obra donde plasme cada letra desde que comencé a escribir, y fue una noche donde pareciera que no existía otra cosa más importante que dejar que todo esto me atacara y dejarme morir.
Y en realidad fue así, me "deje morir", es la palabra clave para dejar todo atrás y comenzar de nuevo, -"dejarme morir" -, y fue ahí, cuando deje que mis manos tocaran el viejo teclado y mi mente fluyera como el corrido del venado, dejando entre dicho todo lo que sentía en ese momento y lo que había pasado.
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