"I would like to know where you are, I would like to find you, to locate you, and to say to you once again: Why have you gone away, why did you leave me, why did you abandon me?"
I know that you will say :"Because you did not take care of me and then, one day, I went away, not to return again."
And I will say: " My life has no sense without you. I don't know if it is night or day. You are like the poetry that repeats itself incessantly. What will my life be without you? You are my only reality. Do not leave me ever."
Who is it ?
?
?
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The Memory.
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Author: Oscar Basurto Carbonell
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