Primavera para que te regalen una flor arrancada de algun jardin floreciendo.

Todo lo que sube, tiene que caer.

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"La fotografía es un impulso espontáneo, resultado de estar permanentemente mirando, que atrapa el instante en su eternidad" - John Berger (Escritor)

Creep - Radiohead

When you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye
you're just like an angel
your skin makes me cry
you float like a feather
in a beautiful world
I wish I was special
you're so fuckin' special
but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
what the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
when I'm not around
you're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
what the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
She's running out again, she's running out she's run run run running out...
Whatever makes you happy
whatever you want
you're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special...
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
what the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here. I don't belong here.