Nobody can escape a stray bullet, because nobody can escape what they don't expect. That happens with love too. "Sometimes you shoot and hit the wrong person, sometimes you get shot and don't know where it comes from. Despite the collateral damage, in the randomness of the shots and the shooting, we just hope that it never stops. That despite the wounds, we continue to receive these shots that shake our hearts and remind us that it is still there, throbbing, playing at being a target." Based on the album Balas Perdidas (Stray Bullets) by Morat.
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