Crossroads
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Last published Fri, Dec 29, 2017
-¿Puedes sentir lo mismo que yo?-. Como es que brota aquel sentir tan incontrolable dentro nuestro, pero sucediendo de una manera ¿caótica?- Es lo que ocasiono de una forma interesante- Ven, y plasma tus más profundos sentimientos dentro de estas hojas blancas que conforman mi ser, y te aseguro que descubrirás que tan poderoso se puede ser con una pluma en sus manos. Hazlo, ¿O es que tienes miedo de enfrentarte a ti mismo?
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