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| On the road to Denver City, Texas |
Early morning awakening to
beautiful memories in frothing bubbles threaten to blind me with joy and sadness.
To hold just one with my gaze
is to hold water in my hands.
Simple, not easy, acceptance will come.
“Remember me, even if it’s only in a corner and secretly. Don’t let me go.”
~ Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
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