sueños corruptos
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Ongoing13m
Last published Thu, Jan 31, 2019
-tan solo es un sueño más - eso fue lo que pensó nuestro pequeño Ángel cuando era niño pero qué pasa cuando no es tan solo un sueño ........
Solo pasaron 5 dias despues de la muerte de sus padres y ahora debe vivir con su "querido" tío más con sus sueños raros...... ¿podrá sobrevivir Angel? ............o ¿quizas el sea la razón por la que murieron sus padres?
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