QUIEN ERES, AMOR MISTERIOSO. - (Sinners Series #2).
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Standing in the sand barefoot. I was staring at the sunset reflecting to the sea like a Cristal Clear that shines whenever the light hit into it's diamond. Never had I imagine nor think that I will become like a new creation, new version of me and will be completed, fixed, happy, and free.
Everything that happened to me was worst but beautiful. A beautiful scar that I will never forget as the One and Only Loved of mylife, that will never be forgotten.
And I always thank God for all the experiences that I've been through, that gives me lots of lessons and shaped me into who I am to day.
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