Yo voto por el amor.
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¡Al diablo lo que digan, yo voto por el amor! Qué corazones rotos ni corazones rotos, ¡yo voto por el amor! El amor es lo mejor que hay. El amor no duele, son las personas las que lastiman. El amor no decepciona, son las personas las que te traicionan. Por esa misma razón si a mí me preguntan, me paro y, con una mano en alto exclamo:
¡YO VOTO POR EL AMOR! ¡Y A SER FELICES, CARAJO!
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