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Os fuisteis todos y me dejasteis, me dejasteis en un mundo en el que me siento sola. Pero no pierdo la esperanza y os seguiré escribiendo hasta que os vuelva a ver. "Se que os lo he dicho muchas veces, pero debo volver a decíroslo, os quiero"
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