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24 Septiembre 2007


I think he was protecting me. he was so big, sort of a giant. i slept in his bed, but it wasn't a romance. then suddenly the roof crumbled and we were in the atmosphere, in space. and then it started snowing but i wasn't cold. it was so beautiful that i began to cry and smile bigger than i'd ever smiled before. we were racing through the stars and the snowflakes were so gentle and small.

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