Short tale.
I went out to find that the city had thieved my sky.
I can’t find them. It took a hole lot of them.
Only the bigger ones where left behind, but they seem hurt and almost broken, and their bright is dull and decaying.
They must had put a fierce battle to defend their brothers and sisters, but it wasn’t enough.
Sadly I lied down trying to soothe them while quietly cried the loss in hope that one day we shall reunite ourselves again.
Uno breve, pues hace rato que no escribo nada en esta cosa, espero que agrade.
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