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Ongoing, First published May 16, 2017
¿Qué harías si supieras que pronto vas a morir y sin importar que hagas no sobrevivirás? ¿Te sentarías a llorar y lamentarte por tu vida? Posiblemente sea una opción viable, después de todo ya nada importara en unas cuantas horas. Es por ello que haré las cosas que he querido hacer desde hace tiempo. Lo más importante, es que estaré junto a ella.
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