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She has an earthquake on her mind,
you almost heard her cry out as you left her far behind and knew the world was crashing down around her,
you sink now to the ocean floor because,
you know you are more but you've made this mess,
you've built this fire,
but the question here, is...
Is she still yours?




La última foto antes de que se me quebrara la cámara (si alguien sabe quien las arregla, hagamelo saber...) sí, si... otro autoretrato.