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Gabriel García Márquez
HOLA COM ESTAS.
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Just stumbled back upon this quote, feel like I'm finally making progress :3
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i practiced this quote so much that i memorized it
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Lin-Manuel Miranda
- The World Was Wide Onough
I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory. Is this where it gets me, on my feet, several feet ahead of me? I see it coming, do I run or fire my gun or let it be? There is no beat, no melody.