i´m working my ass off to make the following lines of "sand" true:
I don't wanna pray for what is not right
And I don't wanna beg for what is not mine
I don't wanna rock the road between dreams and worldly things
but i feel way far from it and it makes feel so frustrated, specially these days 
ps: i´m sorry about your grandma´s bad news, emelie.
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["Read me your favourite line": "No podía sucederme nada peor –pensaba aquel amigo–: tengo el alma delicada."]
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