Una sonrisa incomprendida, una chispa expontánea un volar sin alas..un amargo silencio, un latido vacio, un nudo en la garganta. que facil es ser infeliz y que facil es cambiar eso.
A head in the clouds always thinks of other stuff, but it rests when there are sunny days and have headaches when rainy days flood us.. but, the *head in the stars* always thinks of greater stuff and even at night it still has it's mind far far away into other constalations...
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