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People come, people go,
some grow young, some grow cold.
I woke up in between
a memory and a dream.

So let's get to the point,
let's roll another joint,
let's head on down the road.
There's somewhere I gotta go.
And you don't know how it feels,
you don't know how it feels
to be me...

 

Roll another joint, Tom Petty and the Heathbrakers

 

 

(Maléfico, disculpas por robarte el método de despedida, pero mi blog se lo merecía)

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