dear arriba,
its been months that were nearly seconds next to the time of another's and never remembering one day. but i remember this--the times as a kid when you walked the earth in a raincoat and ballet shoes. smiling easy, as they snapped at you, shot , after, shot. dont forget one thing. when you see unknown scattered bruises on your golden shoulders dont look lost. some find it hard to see and others to eat. and others to think working best under persuasion. pure perspective dependence based on absolutely everything. being general means being open and thats why i like you dont think otherwise. not why i like you more why im like you.
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