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How much loneliness did it cost us?
There’s a story I still don’t dare to write. It’s a time so dark that I had forgotten the feeling of constant loneliness on the road: how the cold seeped into my bones all the way to my heart, chilling desire, life, dreams.
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Sin esperanza no hay vida
Te juro que hoy no puedo dormir. Tal vez tenía algo que decirte, no lo recuerdo. Ya no importa demasiado.
