i regret every day that i did not have the courage to tell you.
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ESTÁS LEYENDO
the coldness inside
De Todosometimes, when the night is cold, the moon is sad, and the wind sings its hollow tune, i think of you. a book of lonely thoughts.
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i regret every day that i did not have the courage to tell you.