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No se como lo hice. Fue tan repentino, el me daba toda la confianza y seguridad que yo no tenia, su sonrisa; al principio estresante e incomoda, pero ahora, cálida y sincera. No sabia lo que me esperaría una vez fuera, y ahora que lo se no volveré a caer.
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