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Shall I write about the joy building up inside?
Or the grief that's deeply rooted behind?
But i find no word.
Cuz I am empty
Void of thoughts and emotions,
And words no longer live to tell the story of devotion.

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Fly me to the moonDonde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora