Lysandro: Florecen Memorias
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Last published Sun, Feb 10, 2019
Después de que mi madre falleció, decidí hacerme cargo de la granja, la cual era fruto de toda una vida de trabajo de mis padres, en la cual crecimos mi hermano y yo.
Fui dejando atrás recuerdos, voluntaria e involuntariamente, debido a las secuelas de mi accidente, aún hay cosas que no recuerdo con mucha claridad.
Pero Sucrette... es un recuerdo que por más profundo que lo entierre, sigue saliendo a la superficie.
¿Qué ha pasado con mi inspiración?, ¿Por qué no he podido escribir? he perdido algo.
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