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LA VIOLINISTA DISTANTE
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Bersambung, Awal publikasi Mar 03, 2018
Keyli es una violinista ademas chelista la cual siente que sus únicos amigos son: su padre que falleció al ella cumplir sus 14 años de edad y la acompaña en su mas profunda soledad todo lo que ella es fue gracias a su padre que nunca la ha dejado sola aun no estando a su lado físicamente, en cualquier circunstancia difícil toca alguno de sus dos preciados instrumentos y se conecta con su padre de  una forma inexplicable en donde quiera que este-su violín-violonchelo-su madre la única amiga física que nunca la traiciono ni le abandono como muchos que rompieron su corazón.
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