La Vida No Es Una Eleccion
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Sandra fue una niña que pasó por grandes desgracias y no ha logrado liberarse de ellas, siendo una chica cerrada y agresiva logra cumplir la mayoría de sus metas pero comete un error que nunca se perdonará, confiar, si así es, este fue su error confiar en un humano, está criatura que promete y jura sin importarle el valor de un juramento sin importarle ni siquiera un poco lo que dice, por qué solo son palabras, que para esta criatura no tiene valor.
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