Articles from April 2013

Nubes

Nubes

Un vaso sin agua. Llena me amor. Una noche sin tu luz. Adonde estas, mi luna? Que pronto me olvido de las nubes. Y noche detras de noche, te busco en el cielo. No te…

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Old Things.

The island of misfit toys from our youth, A place born of fiction, yet rooted in truth. Discarded and empty, lonely and blue, Lies little boy Johnny, and little Miss Sue. They joyously unwrapped their…

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Fingerprint.

I’ll toast to you, better now, than later. The clanging bells so disrupt my charm. But don’t confuse my tone, Mister, This set of words is built for you. To tell of things that went…

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