Title: Opcional

Text: People change like the tides in the ocean at least I think, or am I dead wrong? Foot on the break at the light, I don't notice I sit and wait until the next song. 20 hours in an old van up the east coast, through the cold wind. Drove 20 hours by the ocean up the east coast, what a road trip. Now that interstate is paved with memories of a past life I lived when I was 18 and every winter I think back to what we used to be in that past life we lived at 18. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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