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Last published Wed, Mar 8, 2017
Todos nos sentimos aveces apagados, solos, vacíos.
Cuando llega esa persona que te hace sentir tan maravillosamente bien y cada día te levantes más feliz te das cuenta de que es el amor de tu vida.
Pero que pasa si realmente no es la persona que pensabas que era y te das cuenta que ya no eres tan feliz decides convertirte en una persona diferente y no conocer a nadie .......
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