Esteban Morfín
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The house on the hillA Story by Esteban MorfínOnly the lonely know loneliness |
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The traveling trobadourA Poem by Esteban MorfínAlways on the road with nothing but a lyre |
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I'm tiredA Story by Esteban Morfínof myself |
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He was oldA Story by Esteban MorfínHe was old. He felt like he had lived for too long. Time had not been kind on him. Not only had it taken away everyone around him, but also mercilessl.. |
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Internal monologueA Poem by Esteban MorfínSo many wonderful things inside me that can't come out,Because I keep numbing myself.So much pain in and outside of me,Nothing I can do about it. Or i.. |
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The great "financier"A Poem by Esteban MorfínSometimes it is not good enough to do your best. |
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MediocrityA Poem by Esteban MorfínThe forever fight |
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Cantinero, CantineroA Poem by Esteban MorfínThis poem is from a novel I'm currently working on (I only have it in Spanish, sorry) |
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Petrus and RufusA Book by Esteban MorfínA children's story about an usual pair of friends. |
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The first encounterA Chapter by Esteban MorfínLong ago, when dragons still lived on the surface of the earth and wizards used their magic freely, a man named Petrus lived in a small village called.. |