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Oct 2015
Let´s go look for flowers at night. Let´s get lost in the dark. Let our worries, past and sorrow float to the stars to set us free. Meanwhile, we run through the fields, searching for something we will never find. But hell, ¡we truly are having the time of our lives!
This was inspired on a story I'm writing, hope you enjoy it.
Flor Boetsch
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Flor Boetsch  Argentina
(Argentina)   
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