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"...PA CUANDO TU VOLVIERAS, PENSE EN CANTARTE COPLAS VIEJAS. ESAS QUE HABLAN DE AMORES Y DE SUFIMIENTOS. CUANDO TU VUELVAS NIÑO, TE COMO A BESOS. Y VOLAREMOS ALTO, DONDE LAS NUBES VAN DESPACIO. DESPACIO VA MI BOCA SOBRE TU CUERPO, TAN LENTO QUE SEGURO SE PARA EL TIEMPO. NO HABRA NADIE EN EL MUNDO QUE CURE LA HERIDA QUE DEJO TU ORGULLO, YO NO COMPRENDO QUE TU ME LASTIMES, CON TODO, TODO Y EL AMOR QUE TU ME DISTE..." (BUIKA)
THE FIRST STEP TO LOVE MYSELF ...
THIS IS A VERY INTIMATE ACT, AS NON-COMMERCIAL ... NO SUCCESS IN THIS TAKES ME TO WASH MY OWN CLOTHING WEAR ON A SHOW.
I DO NOT SELL PICTURES HERE. THIS IS PRICELESS
To breathe, walk, TO FORGIVE TO FORGET TO DIGEST ... IN ORDER TO KILL WITHOUT CAUSE.
THE ART MAKES ME ALL ILLEGAL and record
A little death in every stroke, in each trace
A TABLE WITH EVERY TEAR
MY LIFE AND THE LIVES AROUND ME .... SMALL...
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