luisheramico another pin pushed in
to remind us where we've been.
and every mile adds up
and leaves a mark on us.
i dreamt of you.
3w

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luisheramico time and space are at my back
performing disappearing acts
now i can escape the smell of smoke
1mon

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luisheramico it's bittersweet, it's poetry.
careful pruning of my dead leaves.
it's holy ground, a treasure chest;
i'm on my knees and only scratch the surface.
1mon

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luisheramico it is the friction that lights the match
desperate attempts that make it last
so hold my breath for as long as i can
before long, the wind swells in
starting a fight i could never win
but i'll hold on as long as i can
1mon

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luisheramico is this the part when the brain scans show where memories reside?
some ambiguous shape in me suddenly producing light
1mon

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luisheramico it finishes against my will
the light goes out, my heart goes still
and just like that, i believe in ghosts
2mon

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luisheramico Formar parte de un acto simbólico como lo es la #HoraDelPlaneta nos enseña que en la lucha contra el cambio climático no importa de qué país provienes sino de qué planeta somos. Estamos juntos en esto. It's time to #changeclimatechange #earthhour #myearthhour #Maracaibo #Venezuela 2mon

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luisheramico research says that the only way to keep memories intact
is to lock 'em away and close the doors to countless years of past
i guess that explains why the strangest things can conjure up the past
and forgotten time will find its long way back
2mon

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luisheramico 21 years can never get me by. 3mon

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luisheramico we're nothing less than a work in progress.
sacred text on post-it notes.
we only speak of a world in pieces. 
let's make a map of what matters most:
where every fracture is a running river
leading us back to our golden coast.
3mon

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luisheramico the years wore on and changed my heart,
the leading role for a smaller part.
now i bear little resemblance to the king i once was.
i bear little resemblance to the king i could become.
4mon

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luisheramico "someone told me once
that you had a heart made out of stone
and ever since
i have wanted to carve a harmonica out of it"
4mon

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