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EJEM...
Primero, gracias por darte la molestia de leer mis "poemas".
Segundo, si te gusto o no te gusto escribe lo en los comentarios , que no te de pena eres libre de opinar , opiniones constructivas así de simple .
Tercero, no plagio chavos y chavas :v , por lo menos pidan permiso
Cuarto, Y dale favorito si te gusto y agrégalo a tus listas de lectura... si quieres , si no , pues no :3
ATTE: Su amigo , anónimo desconocido "El poeta" ;3...
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