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Scientist.

lunes

Te odio. Y me retuerce la mente y, sobretodo, las entrañas saber que no hay dónde;
cuándo;
cómo
ni por qué
sin vos.

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She clung onto him, the tears streaming on her cheeks, unwilling to let go. She let her cold hands memorise every single crease and crevasse of his face. Clinging on, they'd been standing there on the platform for what seemed like years. disappearing, again and again within the smoke of each train that came and went through the station, cascading them in their memories and fantasies of the past.

Soul
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body.