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Ongoing, First published Sep 25, 2018
¿Cuando podré ser quien en verdad creo que soy?
Se ve tan linda cuando sonrie
¿Que pasara cuando se enteren... me dejaran e hablar? 
Vale la pena si es verdadero lo que siento
¿Por que siento que mi corazón se salta un latido cuando la veo? 
Su sonrisa puede acabar con el día mas gris
¿En verdad puedo confiar de nuevo de esa manera?
La risa mas linda tiene ella
¿Como se que siente lo mismo por mi?
En las mañanas con su cabello despeinado me abraza y logra que olvide todo a mi alrededor
¿Que pasara si somos algo mas?
¿Podré hacer que todo salga bien?
¿Y si llega a acabar?  
¿La podre amar de verdad? 
Tantas preguntas y falta la mas importante
¿Me podrá amar de verdad... o solo una fantasía se cumplirá?
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