"El último soplo de aquel corazón"

Por cada 11 de marzo

There was once... 

when She wished for the big sea to take away her pain... 

her sorrow... 

There was once, 

when her tears reached the ocean

When she felt peace seeing the waves... 

hitting the rocks, 

taking what it found... 

But then this big sea became tears, 

became pain...

and took away her great smile 

and all of those that surrounded her. 

The waves came hitting hard, 
and the water came with noise, 
she tried to walk on water 
but the water was too dirty... 
too wild... 

Will you ever catch her if she falls? 

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