The Sky, The sea

The Sky, The sea

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Odio sentirme como me siento... Mi cabeza es un mar de confusión, un remolino de pensamientos tristes y positivos, una máquina que no deja de pensar, de sentir, de susurrarme al oído, a veces dice si, si vas a poder, eres más fuerte de lo que piensas, puedes con esto y más, puedes con el mundo entero, y va a funcionar, ¿por qué habría de no hacerlo? La distancia, la realidad, la simpleza. No eres lo suficientemente buena, amaste demasiado rápido a alguien que se iba.
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