LOCURA
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Amigos lectores, ya estoy en un punto de mi vida que cada decisión que tomo me trae serias consecuencias y cada palabra que escribo es como soga a mi cuello,
pero les dejo estas pequeñas palabras que me vienen cuando estoy a punto de dormir,
en ese lapso de tiempo entre el pensamiento y el sueño!
¡Gracias por Leer!
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