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amo esta rola!!
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El niño que fui…El niño que fui llora en la calle.
Lo dejé allí cuando llegué a ser quien soy,
Pero ahora, viendo que soy nada,
Quiero buscar a quien fui donde quedó.
Fernando Pessoa. “ Poesías Inéditas”.
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(vía thenyoudontleave)
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(vía hatred-lied)
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(vía kashief)
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When we look far ahead—10 years, 50 years, 100 years into the future—we have the luxury of assuming that things will be radically different. We are free to take wild guesses and push the imagination without factoring in political and financial and cultural constraints. The distant future is ours to play with. The not-so-distant future? Not so much. The only way to see what’s on the horizon—the next day, the next month, the next year—is to stay firmly grounded in the present. And while the long view will never cease to inspire, there is a certain power in what’s next. It’s where today’s reality meets tomorrow’s potential. -GOOD
(vía visualgraphic)
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JUNIO!!! bonito inicio :)
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(vía p3d0b3ar)
