Let's start in this morning of rain, to see through a window that is misty and blurry. Let's start to walk through the glass, o jump forward into the space of another world of freedom and eternity.
Never thought that the wound in my arm would still be so painful, still with the fingerprints that you left me that last time we saw eachother.
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