¿Por qué me recuerdas tanto a Wendy?

Como una gota de tinta que cae e impregna el folio blanco los ojos de Pedro Cazuela se derramaron en mi pupila. La sombra marcaba el final de la infancia.

Peter Pan’s eyes spilt out on my pupil like an ink drop that falls and impregnates a blank sheet. Shadow marked the end of childhood.

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