and then she asked: “what are you looking for?”
i thought: “i just look for myself”
(thanks to those along the way that put myself in front of me so i can find out who i really am)
el havre es el remanso, el sosiego, el refugio, la calma, el amparo. el havre perdido es la tortura, el temblor, la intemperie, el grito. yo encontré el havre. y ahora lo he perdido.
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