Huellas
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Empezar a escribir por tu culpa, porque me rompes demasiado y necesito sacarlo y que acaben gustándome más las letras que tú.
Acabar escribiéndote a ti y a mil personas más, a cualquier hora del día, en cualquier momento y por cualquier cosa.
Ahora las letras, los textos, el papel y el bolígrafo son la mejor de mis rutinas, aunque a veces llore mientras escribo, o se me quiebre la voz al leer lo escrito.
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