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Temuco, Chile

Maybe someday before waking up, before I see the sun rise... before the truly begining. maybe someday the dream turns in something really beautifull for one second, and maybe I could live the reality inside this dream. Maybe that day is not far away. Maybe I am about to wake up, maybe the sun is rising. Maybe it's me who doesn't want to wake up, start the race to the end; I know the end is just the truly begining. Maybe everything I'm looking for, no, certainly everything I'm looking for is near, just a heartbreak away.