Nadie lo sabe.
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Last published Tue, Jan 12, 2016
Yo siempre he creído que nadie sabe cómo somos realmente, nadie sabe lo que pensamos, cómo somos y que estamos dispuestos a hacer. Si partimos de esa base nadie nos conoce, y si no conocen esos pequeños detalles de nosotros, mucho menos van a saber lo que llevamos por dentro, eso que la gente suele llamar... Nuestros demonios.
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