Sometimes we bury dreams and live out of memories,
as if they could be written without any sleep.
I can only trust late hours,
where dreams come true
and you don’t remember your own grave,
just the beauty of the cemetry.
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Thank you!!! Sometimes words can only come out in a particular language, and I have never known why… it just happens and it’s beautiful no matter how and why. Gracias!! 
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Nanight !!!