Las memorias de una ingenua
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De pronto no solo a mi me ha pasado. Conocerlo ¿fue un error? trato de entender.
Dicen que debemos vivir en el presente y no en el pasado ni pensar en el futuro entonces ¿qué
debo hacer? si tu estas en mi pasado, atormentas mi presente y mi corazón te reclama en mi futuro.
"Si amas algo déjalo libre , si regresa es tuyo y si no nunca lo fue" ¿y si tu intención de regresar es diferente a la que mi corazón trata de suponer?
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