I don't wanna feel these way
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Hola, bueno, no sé muy bien que apartados habrá en esta historia. En principio lo que habrá aquí serán pequeñas narraciones sobre situaciones en las que están involucradas los sentimientos y las reflexiones más internas y personales del ser humano.
La verdad no sé cuándo iré publicando relatos aquí porque me es muy difícil que me venga la inspiración para este tipo de relatos pero bueno, solo espero que os guste.
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