rebuke in my dreams. And I say certain truths that remain so even when I wake in the morning waiting for me to rescue the memories.
In my dreams I accept, adjusted to each one of its size, accounts and do not always ask me the cave. Speeches of humility, and again approaches that no longer exists. Dream
much, perhaps because these things also began as a dream.
Dream, dream because it is easier to say goodbye.
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