Faíscas

Sometimes it was so hard to understand the longing, the tightness in the chest, because there were so many things in the world that were relevant and seemed distant and she couldn’t absorb them.Then she managed to close her eyes, took a deep breath, and magically sparked joy appeared.


A veces era tan difícil entender el anhelo, la opresión en el pecho, porque había tantas cosas en el mundo que eran relevantes y parecían distantes y no podía absorberlas.
Luego se cerraba los ojos, respiraba hondo y mágicamente aparecían destellos de nalegría.

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