One day I will die and people all over the world will write posts about me. A big portion of them will write my name for the first time in their lives, another sum wouldnt have seen any of my work. Some will nickname me, share my photos, others will post my work photos.. but only few will really know who I am. Behind the name, the nationality, the flesh, the language and all that I have never chosen. I will die for some but I will remain alive with those who really knew me. Me imagining what Gabriel García Márquez might have said.
Posted on: Fri, 18 Apr 2014 16:24:03 +0000
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