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Puvis et umbra sumus
"Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me."
pedacito de luz que no se olvida by Que miles de flores alcancen Plenitud on Flickr.
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