Title: Opcional

Text: I watch the window shatter, as if it ever mattered, and for once in my life I see things for what they are and not through the lens, of profit and achievement. It's nothing when you needed one of those fortune cookie proclamations I could never swallow. You weren't meant to see that, all the sh*t I should hold back, cause I can see it through your swampy eyes that I won't always, be the only one for you. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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