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Le vi aparecer y me cambió la vida, le cosió flores a mis ramas muertas con su sonrisa. Le vi aparecer y curó cada costura, fisura y cicatriz que desearon volver a ser herida. Así le imaginé, entre flores, vino, y poesía.
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