"Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers."- Isaac Asimov
miércoles, 5 de diciembre de 2012
Un sueño
"But all night he dreamed of his own house and wandered in his sleep into all his different rooms looking for something that he could not find nor remembered what it looked like." -Tolkien
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I went to your house a couple of days ago. And you were not there. And I cried...
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I went to your house a couple of days ago. And you were not there. And I cried...
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