me he propuesto ser tormenta.
de momento sólo llego a relámpago.
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6 comments:
Lo conseguirás.
Yo me propongo ser arcoiris.
Pero no llego más que a los colores primarios.
El truno ya lo pongo yo.
Besos estruendosos
yo... una que otra gota.
Y abrazos.-
y mira que das luz, pequeña...
¡Vaya tela! Perfecto, lleno de fuerza. Eres genial, niña
el hombre del tiempo dice:
la buena noticia: paz siempre consigue lo que se propone, ése es su don
la mala noticia: va a llover y tronar como nunca. ¿están preparados?
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