Boca
Me dijo muchas cosas; yo sólo entendí una: ya tengo boca de nuevo. Mis dedos escriben lo que pasa por mi boca. Mi boca puede expresar mi instinto. No hay castigo, no hay censura, no hay drama.
Gustavo Muñoz - justavo, kanchenjungo, zipi
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