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Guadalaviar lifes´ iii

prepared for winternight will bring different smellswhere the turia is born

brown between greenturning and turning...while iam alive

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Guadalaviar lifes´ ii

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Trough her

Iam eating, Iam abroad. Iam thinking, Iam inside. I finished and I could see you. I started and I could feel you. Now Iam dancing but still thinking. Now I can talk and I can feel. Next day and we are we. Next day and I know what I see. Its really you and me. We are one. We are two.

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Guadalaviar lifes´

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From XVII th century

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