walk through Bilbao rarely saw what I see, I discovered the next post in my blog written in its entirety, with each letter and each point. Daba
each step considering all ideas , all accumulated imagination, all the feeling, the whole expression. I realized the potential of people, all that remains to be written and what was never written. Much experience, so many stories to tell. Vi million blogs unexplored mouths closed , silent. I grieved the lack of space, we discovered that the masses seas of words, endless emotions have no place to be heard. Missing
instances, moments. Lack minute, second. must jugárselas by the expression, to determine that there is nothing more valuable than open space for ideas, discussion, thoughts. Create the instance to share what you feel, what we think, we are not just people, we
individuals, each with something to say, with something to share. Missing
blogs. constant opinion because we all have something to say, something we turn on the head and we could not disclose. We potential explotémoslo. Ganémosle ground to a whisper, ganémosle ground of ignorance.
We are ready to listen
, poor people like us talk
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