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Vuela, MariposaVe a volar, mariposa No mires atrás al pasado No dejes que nadie te haga Continuar en el suelo si quieres alcanzar al cielo. Sigue tus sueños, tus aspiraciones. No sientes infeliz por el final; Sólo dáselo gracias a Dios por el suceso.Vuela, Mariposa
by ~ChicaBonita75
Bedtime story-beginningIt was a time not long after the beginning of the world. All land was joined, a huge island surrounded by all the seas. There were no boundaries; all land was as one. One could visit all terrains: desert; rainforest; mountains; all on foot. People travelled across the massive land mass, marvelling at the vast differences across their home. Their home. This single land was home to all the peoples of the world. All different races, colours, creeds, religions, mixed. People with skins the colour of charcoal chatted with those with skin the colour of milk, and hair the colour of golden straw. Most people were happy with their lives, aBedtime story-beginning
by ~ChicaBonita75
Infierno Negativo¿Pero qué es negativo, y qué es la verdad?Infierno Negativo
Si tomo todo por negativo, voy a ser negativa a si misma, y nunca mejorare, nunca me levantaré fuera de este
agujero negro, del este infierno, esta tortura de que ahora sufro en mi mente. Sólo en mi mente.
Vivo en mi mente sin otros ni nada, pero conmigo hay pensamientos, palabras las que me dañan, me causan tanta pena. Mi piel no tiene sentido de nada, tiene frio, tanto frio, y hay una nieve oscura lo que
para mis tratamientos de mejorar
by ~ChicaBonita75
Parallell world, sceneThe clouds drifted across the setting sun, glowing around the edges. Rays shivered onto the village. The sun, sitting low in the evening sky, played with the clouds to turn the sky a milky pink, a picturesque setting highlighting the dark brown wooden buildings. Trees pointed with their bare branches into the sky, dark shapes silhouetted against the light, swaying slightly in the chill breeze. A bird floated through the air and perched on a branch, relaxed by the gentling rocking. Jeremias was gazing at this scene, perched on a wooden crate, his arms wrapped around his legs, his chin perched on his knees. Around him was the sound of theParallell world, scene
by ~ChicaBonita75
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