willelpato:
She was, all the sudden, too tired for walking, and too tired for waiting.
willelpato:
With the electric moon over her head, she looked to the ground, where dead leaves were lit.
willelpato:
Dream of a thousand miles.
willelpato:
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willelpato:
Now the city was trapped inside that metal shell, i dare to look at its face.
willelpato:
Too old to break
willelpato:
Bang bang, the imaginary bullet hit the ground thirteen years before.
willelpato:
The red thin line.
willelpato:
when god made a draft of the sky, he used oils.
willelpato:
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willelpato:
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willelpato:
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willelpato:
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willelpato:
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willelpato:
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willelpato:
Dragons in the sky
willelpato:
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willelpato:
family lunch need wine to be brief.
willelpato:
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willelpato:
Jupiter was never so alone as when i watched him. And he never noticed my presence.
willelpato:
Bright writting, is made of the darkest ink.
willelpato:
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willelpato:
They danced alone, in a place full of things that didn´t matter.
willelpato:
the hidden kiss
willelpato:
life on the edge of a rainbow drink.
willelpato:
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willelpato:
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willelpato:
Lovers were waiting lovers wich where coming.
willelpato:
Closest thing to home is under the moonlight.
willelpato:
In a coke sky, clouds are round.
