Melancólica calle.
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Last published Sun, Mar 18, 2018
Las historias romanticas no siempre son felices, no siempre estan pintadas de color rosa.
En esta, la realidad que nos sacude a cada uno de nosotros que habitamos esta efímera existencia, las historias de amor traen caos, obstaculos muchas veces interminables; es increible que una decisión cambie todo tu futuro, todo lo que eras y nunca mas volveras a ser.
Muchas veces nosotros nos encargamos de marginar aquellos que por una sola decisión, quedaron a la sombra del mundo, invisibles...
psdta: Los invito a ir conmigo a través de esta historia que contiene algo de realidad de la cual fui testiga, lo que me pareció un episodio traumatico y escalofriante. Espero que logren disfrutarlo y de no ser así andate a leer a otro usuario.
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