But then, one cold moonless night in my Provincetown studio, I decided—it was a real, conscious decision—that I wanted to keep at it, even if my future turned out to be composed of publishing the occasional story in a literary magazine, and teaching five or six freshman
((Todo se va, ellaUTodo se va, ya no pregunta por mí, eh)
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Ne va a matar estar sin ti
No puedo si tú no estás cerca de mí
Uo sabes, no sabes verme
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xtráñame, te extraño a ti