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Almas

... Y un día encontrarás un alma a la altura de tu inocencia...

Lonely Soul

For all of those times when you feel
the only one in the world,
when nobody seems to understand,
or just don't even try to.

Just think different.
Just being yourself.
criticized by the crowd,

The night is long,
darkness is there,
The lady in red is dancing among the greens,
those who seldom pronounced a single word of comprenhension, empathy or support.

Feeling often lonely, only hope, only wish, only keep on going.
-following the light, the helpful hand that warms a soul and shows up always when necessary...
and missing the heart, so far, so far away from here...