
"Ella sería, será, una cicatríz, que aveces hace cosquillas, aveces arde y aveces duele." Eduardo Galeano, La canción de nosotros.

El mundo es áspero.
Love is real, real is love. Love is feeling, feeling love. Love is wanting to be loved. Love is touch, touch is love. Love is reaching, reaching love. Love is asking to be loved. Love is you, you and me. Love is knowing, we can be. Love is free, free is love. Love is living, living love. Love is needing to be loved.
domingo, 17 de enero de 2010

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