Impares.
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Last published Wed, Sep 21, 2016
Las personas nacen con propósitos aunque no los conozcan, todos tenemos a nuestra otra mitad en algún lugar del mundo, pero que tan difícil puede ser que así no sea, que en un mundo de parejas haya algún impar, alguna persona que no sea el "para siempre" en la vida de alguien, un ser pasajero. Estar con una persona parece ser que te amarras, pero nunca me sentí tan libre como siendo el impar de un numero par.
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