An innocent game:
It all started as a cute children game, we laughed we played we did everything in an organized way like an innocent child,
We went to places everything was perfect, we understood each other, we were best friends, inseparable as the colors of the rainbow, as strong as the gusts of wind in the rain,
The moments of sadness were as unpredictable, as the rays when the sky is cloudy.
We were some children of intransceunde.
We were the engines of the armored bus.
Everything was safe, perfect, in the sense that each place was safe with you.
But you left, you disappeared like the wind that comes and goes, but that it never comes back.
I miss you so much time, like forgetting my dear friend, time.


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