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V

Actuando con tal precisión...

sobredosis de ambición.

Someone else.

It amazes me how much I want you
We seem to fall out every time
And again, when I feel that we're closing in
You say: "Look I really can't pull this off, not this time..."

All that lives, lives forever. Only the shell, the perishable passes away. The spirit is without end. Eternal. Deathless.

Love.

"The reason you haven't felt it it's because it doesn't exist. What you call love was invented by guys like me to sell nylons."

Don Draper.

And I'm sorry I let you down...
down to the ground,
but who cares now?

we could be up in the clouds