El pequeño detalle de las coincidencias nos tiene aquí. Han pasado tantas palabras por mi cabeza que no te sorprenda que tu nombre se filtre entre mis ideas. Te llamas libertad y soledad al mismo tiempo, eres fría como los amaneceres solitarios y tan brillante que con la acalorada sonrisa...
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...
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