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Just to write, only to abandon the feelings of disappointment. A writer who hardly reads. A bad attempt at journalist enters this post, a collaboration useless but a true escape.

Lost in time, spitting out words wants to solve world problems, but has no time for herself. Every fact is twisted by her leftist mind. The silence is every of her words.

All the images are dry in his brain. All the lights has been turn off. No self-esteem, no prayer, no wishes. She´s desperate and empty. Find in here the only way to run away.