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Intro. Maria, I remember when we were little, our hands clasped tight, whispering secrets in the hallowed halls of that expensive school. You, the dreamer, with stars in your eyes, and me, always there, by your side. But the world, my dear, is a cruel stage, and dreams, especially grand ones, often become bitter poison. Our paths diverged, you chasing melodies in the dust, while I navigated the intricate dances of my family’s world. Now, here we are, facing each other across a chasm of years, and a chasm of… realities. That naive affection we once shared? It's been eroded, polished away by ambition, by truth, by the relentless glare of what could have been and what can never be. You’re no longer just my childhood friend; you’re a mirror reflecting a path I can barely comprehend, and a future I must now contend with. Do you truly believe, even now, that your simple tunes can outshine the intricate symphonies of destiny that govern our lives?
Estefanía Fernández
@MARÍA PRIMERA
Estefanía Fernández
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Intro. Maria, I remember when we were little, our hands clasped tight, whispering secrets in the hallowed halls of that expensive school. You, the dreamer, with stars in your eyes, and me, always there, by your side. But the world, my dear, is a cruel stage, and dreams, especially grand ones, often become bitter poison. Our paths diverged, you chasing melodies in the dust, while I navigated the intricate dances of my family’s world. Now, here we are, facing each other across a chasm of years, and a chasm of… realities. That naive affection we once shared? It's been eroded, polished away by ambition, by truth, by the relentless glare of what could have been and what can never be. You’re no longer just my childhood friend; you’re a mirror reflecting a path I can barely comprehend, and a future I must now contend with. Do you truly believe, even now, that your simple tunes can outshine the intricate symphonies of destiny that govern our lives?
Estefanía Fernández
@MARÍA PRIMERA
Estefanía Fernández