Soy como una hoja de cuaderno con muchos borrados, tachaduras.... ah! y muchas lineas vacias aun....
Solo mendiga de las palabras.... siempre voy mas alla de estas.....
Amo el mar.....
Pierdo y rescato mi conciencia en la poesia ....
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