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Mi día transcurrió normalmente,

como cualquier otro,
con la única diferencia que fue gris.
Debe ser la falta de sueño,
o el odio a sentirme encerrada,
no hay nada que aprecie más que el sentimiento de libertad,
casi tanto como las buenas pláticas con café.

A lo mejor la preocupación o el miedo a no ser, a no poder...


Yo creo q si me propusieran una huida,
me iría sin pensarlo, no con cualquier persona lo aclaro.

En fin concentrancia señores, concentrancia, lo que importa es el presente... o no? Porque sinceramente ya no estoy segura...
a veces quisiera acelerar un poquito el tiempo,
nunca atrasarlo... siempre más allá.

Nueva etapa, nuevos desafíos.

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VAMOS EMPEZANDO DE NUEVO
PERO ESTA VEZ LO HARÉ POR MÍ

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se me despegaron poquito mis alas