Writing is something you do alone. Its a profession for introverts who want to tell you a story but don’t want to make eye contact while doing it.
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Hilván
In spite of the anchor, I fly.
y eso era amor.
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Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
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Tengo una soledad
tan concurrida
tan llena de nostalgias
y de rostros de vos
de adioses hace tiempo
y besos bienvenidos
de primeras de cambio
y de último vagón.Tengo una soledad
tan concurrida
que puedo organizarla
como una procesión
por colores
tamaños
y promesas
por época
por tacto
y por sabor.
Rostro de vos - Mario Benedetti
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Courage
“There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.” ― Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
