Lo que por orgullo callé.

Lo que por orgullo callé.

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Poesía narrativa, la que me sostuvo en mis momentos vacíos, decepciones, alegrías, tristezas y traiciones de las cuales preferí callar... Pero mis manos no me lo permitieron, sólo agarraron un lápiz y una hoja. Sean bienvenidos a mi mundo y a mi vida cotidiana.
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