Tu recuerdo es de luz, de humo, de estanque en calma.
Más allá de tus ojos ardían los crepúsculos.
Hojas secas de otoño giraban en tu alma.
Pablo Neruda.
Ravne na Koroskem (Eslovenia). Agosto de 2007.
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The bench that this girl is sitting on reminds me of all the summers and winters that I spent at my grandmother's farm playing and watching people play volleyball. Those were the days!!!!
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The bench that this girl is sitting on reminds me of all the summers and winters that I spent at my grandmother's farm playing and watching people play volleyball.
Those were the days!!!!
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