Como el fénix que renace de sus cenizas
enfrentando miedos, soñando despierta, viviendo, tropezando, aprendiendo y sobreviviendo.
Saturday, April 10
'Cause I'm goin to strawberry fields
ALWAYS
, NO SOMETIMES,
THINK
ITS ME
, BUT YOU KNOW
I KNOW
WHEN
ITS A DREAM
.
I THINK I KNOW
I MEAN A YES
BUT ITS ALL WRONG
,
THAT IS
I THINK
I DISAGREE.
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