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You sat there

with your back

against the

tree.

with a sketch book

in your

hands

and earbuds

in your ears.

you were beautiful.

a mystery I was

so.

desperate.

to.

solve.

so I lit my cigarette

and watched you

until you left.

I hope you come back.

so I can see you again

the girl with the face of an angel.

angel.

I love you angel Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora