I cling to your memory, your smile, your charms.

June 7th, 2014, 4pm

It was °C with scattered clouds. The breeze was light.

Languid demeanor, but endearing interior, languid smile hugging my thoughts for more than a moment. Disheveled hair to tie this book, immaculate being who can not be more perfect. Memories; inert restaurant, people in a swinging, without our eyes meet, but aware of our presence. Two teenagers in immature stage, playing as some kids who never see again.

Sanna said thanks.

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Lorena Rivas

Archaeologist. Science makes you fly to the moon. Stellar tidal disruption.

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