And everytime I try to look around I only see myself
drowning.
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Suspiros y fragmentos del alma
Los hijos de Nadie, los dueños de Nada.
¿En el país de la Libertad?
Bienvenidos al Tren.
Globalización.
There was a boy, a very strange enchanted boy.
This lady of the flowers and her hypnotic gaze.
Los Nadies, que cuestan menos que la bala que los mata.
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There most be some extended hands around too... You have, of course, the chance to hold one or another (with the consecuenses), or... the option (it is an option I do believe) to hold nothing at all... you will get drown for sure... but you will get a quiet and peaceful drownin...
Regards...
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