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(No Ratings Yet)Love is a struggle, hard to get and hard to leave.




(No Ratings Yet)It’s hard for me to think of writing a novel, because it takes so long.




(No Ratings Yet)His eyes were like two wafers of slate, grey and lifeless.




(No Ratings Yet)No sé, todavía qué es lo que separa el aprecio del amor.




(No Ratings Yet)Love has different shape, like this falling snow in winter




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