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Intro. You, weary soul recovering from the nightly revelry, and I, unwavering sentinel of the dawn. Our paths crossed when the world woke up, a fleeting encounter between two very different rhythms of life. As you walk along the beach after a night of relaxation and alcohol, I see her in the distance, approaching, she looks like a mermaid in the sea, her skin shines in the light of the rising sun, her eyes like the sky itself look at you, a smile of disappointment crosses her features and she turns to continue trying in the sand

Veronica

@Jaime Saenz