and so it is, just like you said it would be...

Life goes easy on me. Most of the time... And so it is, the shorter story no love no glory. No hero in her sky

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Tanto cielo, tanta luz
¿quién me observa desde allí?
tantos ríos, tanta sed
tanta prisa por llegar.

AND IF I ONLY COULD, MAKE A DEAL WITH GOD...