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Creo que hoy perdí algo, y algo muy importante. Perdí a alguien en quien pude encontrar sobre todas las cosas, paz. Es triste cuando piensas que todo va mejorando y que tu vida es un poco menos miserable de lo que era hace un tiempo, hasta que algo delgado y lindo se rompe.

El insomnio se parece al sinsentido de estas palabras, es seco y no te deja respirar, pero tampoco te permite alejarte y pensar que todo va a pasar. Jamás había pensado en el insomnio como un enemigo, porque muchas noches fue un compañero que permitía darse un tiempo de paz cuando todo es oscuro y callado.

Pero hoy el insomnio duele, y duele despacito y tranquilito. El insomnio de hoy tiene ese amargo sabor de una mala mañana, se siente como una resaca sin alcohol, como algo que va apretándote, tal vez porque pude evitarlo.

Estas noches me dedico a pensar si estoy destinado a dar dos pasos atrás una vez que decidí avanzar el primero, decepción de una noche de nueva primavera...

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It was a moan, it was her breathing.  It was the end of innocence.  It was not only the curiosity of the time,  it was the hidden feeling behind.  It was just a kiss, why not?  It was just the fifth bottle of champagne.  The good times need the best liquor.  It was then just a try.  Just her hand in her hand,  it was just a witness surprised.  It was just a moment to stop,  it was just a time to look at the eyes.  It was then the next song,  it was a weird time.  It was another kiss in the eyes.  It was dancing together,  it was falling behind.  It was just another kiss, then another one. It was that electric feeling,  knowing that something is going to end bad.  It was just the delicacy of the moment,  it was just a time.  It was not passionate or wild,  it was curiosity and discovery chance.  It was touching here a...