¿Qué pudo haber sido de nosotros?
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Complete, First published Mar 14, 2019
Mature
Una historia de Amor Juvenil que marco tanto a Olivia que aun 15 años después de no haber vuelto a ver a esos ojos negros aún lo añora, añora lo que pudo haber sido. 

¿Por qué te conocí? ¿Por qué mi alma te llora? ¿Es que aún hay esperanza de que mis ojos te vuelvan a ver?
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