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El dolor inundaba su caja torácica, iba propagándose lenta y frenéticamente por su endeble figura. El sonido del viento golpeaba incesantemente sus oídos, siempre recordándole a esa carcajada caprichosa de la mujer que siempre tuvo su sentido corazón.

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