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Nov 2014
I sign up,
just to mark it with my heart,
and follow you,
although baby,
I've forgotten how to hunt.

Difficult to make the right turn now,
maybe left is only
what I'm left with
to stay with breath.
Just maybe..
****** already knows,
where my heart is.
This is a response to ****** (Dajena)
Ander
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Ander  Donostia - San Sebastián
(Donostia - San Sebastián)   
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