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Escritos de medianoche
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Ongoing, First published Apr 25, 2024
Sentimientos expresados con la intensidad de un tlp.






Si algún día llegan a encontrar esto, es porque decidí partir, los quise a cada uno de ustedes y agradezco su empeño en mi.


Si por el contrario lo encontraron ustedes, quiero que sepan que me hubiese gustado que corrieran en auxilio hacia mi cuando grité, los quise más que a nadie, pero no pude obligarlos a corresponder.
Si llegan a leer esto no es su culpa, pero tomé esta decisión por ustedes.
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