Title: Opcional

Text: The thought of death purifies. He's like a gardener who pulls up the weeds in his garden. This gardener, though, always wishes to be alone and immediately gets angry when he spots someone looking into his garden. This is the main reason why I hide my face behind a fan and an umbrella: to let the gardener work undisturbed. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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