I have fear of meeting with the past
returning to face my life. I have fear
that night, filled with memories,
shackle my dream.
But the traveler who flees
sooner or later stops his walk.
And though oblivion which destroys all,
has killed my old dream,
keep hidden a humble hope,
which is the whole fortune of my heart.
(Unexpected, surprising and happily, I'm going to Tafi del Valle, and I shit in my three difficult new subject, I always shit on my family life difficult, I shit on your face stuck to the jungle ... Y I'm going)
(extrañenme, please)
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